Tag: History

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A Vitex agnus-castus tree in full violet bloom under a moody sky, surrounded by soft meadow grass and distant trees.

Vitex: The Tree That Tamed Desire

When summer drapes the land in heat and everything slows beneath it, the Vitex tree begins to bloom. Its violet spires rise slowly, reaching into the shimmer with quiet intent. Called chaste tree, agnus-castus, or monk’s pepper, it has moved through centuries like a rumor, part prayer and part plant. In its petals live old stories: goddesses and gardens, acts of devotion, desire that once knew how to wait.

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Old garden doorway with white door and greenery at Camellas-Lloret boutique retreat in southern France

Camellas‑Lloret: A Reverie in Stone and Jasmine

In the sun-warmed medieval village of Montréal, deep in the heart of southern France, Camellas‑Lloret rests a short distance from Carcassonne’s ancient ramparts — a quiet love letter to the past. Behind its 18th-century stone walls, lovingly restored, jasmine scents the air, wood floors whisper underfoot, and the hush of linen curtains stirring at the window carries the weight of memory. This intimate retreat is the work of Annie and Colin, whose chance meeting on a Paris-bound train blossomed into a shared dream: to create a place where time slows, and every guest feels they’ve come home.

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Black-and-white illustration of a medieval troubadour playing a lute, based on a 19th-century artwork by Hubert von Herkomer.

Songs of Longing: The Passionate World of the Troubadours

In the honeyed glow of southern France’s medieval courts, something stirred beneath the surface of ritual and rank. Not a battle cry, nor a sermon—but a song. It came from the troubadours—or trovadors, as they were known in their own tongue—poets who let desire slip into verse and set longing to music. They sang of bodies and glances, of nights too full to hold. Their words brushed skin like fingertips, soft and dangerous. And in a world ruled by duty, they dared to speak of want.

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Digitally rendered image of a hand holding an iridescent abalone shell by a moonlit ocean, in a painterly, impressionistic style.

10 Iridescent Truths About the Abalone Shell

The abalone shell isn’t just pretty — it’s a battle-scarred artifact of the sea. Shaped by tides and time, it’s been burned in rituals, worn as armor, and carved into sacred art. Its beauty is the aftermath — every gleam a testament, every hue a chapter of endurance. In the shell’s iridescent spirals are traces of the ocean’s violence — and its grace. Here are ten things you probably didn’t know about this strange, beautiful relic of the deep.

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Living room of Villa Son Ru in Deià, Mallorca, featuring stone floors, beamed ceilings, and minimalist Mediterranean design.

This Mallorca Monastery Is Now a Dreamy Villa Stay

High above the Mediterranean, nestled in Deià’s olive-strewn hills, Villa Son Ru wears its past like a poem. Once a monastery believed to date back to the late 13th century, today it’s a sanctuary of soft light, stone arches, and soul-stirring stillness. In this feature, we step inside a place where time lingers, artists have long found muse, and every sunset feels like a quiet blessing.