A Provençal Dream: 20 Hectares of Timeless Elegance & Endless Horizon

Nestled in the golden embrace of Sainte-Maxime, where the scent of wild lavender dances with the salty breeze of the Côte d’Azur, this 20-hectare sanctuary unfolds like a love letter to the Provençal landscape. Here, beneath skies painted in hues of sapphire and amber, a 1983 *bastide*—sprawling across 484 square meters—awaits its next chapter, a canvas of modern possibility wrapped in the quiet grandeur of the countryside.

Step through the sun-drenched threshold, and the heart of the home reveals itself: a luminous living space where light spills across terracotta tiles, and a fireplace crackles with the promise of intimate evenings. Two studies, bathed in the soft glow of southern sun, whisper of transformation—perhaps into guest chambers, an artist’s retreat, or a library lined with leather-bound tomes. The kitchen, a symphony of function and warmth, opens onto a terrace where breakfast becomes a ritual beneath the dappled shade of olive trees, and the air hums with the song of cicadas.

Ascend the staircase, and two sumptuous bedrooms beckon, each a private haven with bathrooms clad in marble and brass—deep soaking tubs for starlit baths, rain showers to wash away the day’s adventures. Every corner breathes with climate-controlled comfort, a silent luxury that lets the seasons unfold beyond the windows without intrusion. Below, a three-meter-ceilinged basement hides secrets of its own: two garages for a collection of vintage citrus-hued Citröens or sleek modern grand tourers, and a cellar where the region’s finest wines might age in hushed anticipation.

Beyond the main *bastide*, the estate unfurls like a living tapestry. A 50-square-meter stone sheepfold, its walls worn smooth by time, stands ready for reinvention—perhaps a sculptor’s studio, a rustic dining pavilion, or a sanctuary for rare orchids. Nearby, a 2005-built annex offers five residences—two sunlit studios, two one-bedroom retreats, and a two-bedroom apartment—each a turnkey opportunity for a boutique guesthouse, a family compound, or a private enclave for visiting artists and thinkers.

The land itself is a masterpiece: rolling hectares where wild thyme carpets the earth, and the shimmer of a 9-by-4.5-meter pool mirrors the Provençal sky. Here, one might host twilight soirées where champagne flutes glint like stars, or steal away for solitary laps as the mistral wind sighs through the pines. And for those who arrive by wing rather than wheel, a discreet helipad waits—a touch of effortless sophistication, a promise that the world is never far, yet here, it feels delightfully distant.

This is more than a property; it is an invitation to craft a legacy. Whether you envision a soul-stirring family estate, a haven for creatives, or a retreat where time slows to the rhythm of the Mediterranean, the bones of possibility are already laid. The *bastide* stands poised, its modern lines softened by the patina of the land, its future as boundless as the horizon that stretches beyond its gates. In Sainte-Maxime, where the Alps kiss the sea and the light is liquid gold, your dream of Provence begins—not as a visitor, but as its next steward.