Le Mas du Soleilla is a vineyard spanning 22 hectares, surrounded by shrubland. The road meanders between Aleppo pines, dives, climbs and hides wild ravines around every corner; a plateau subjected to the elements, a collection of unexpected road signs (What? There are villages here?). Walk along a grey limestone cliff, on the top of which solemnly looms the black dome of a futuristic radar station. A sharp bend, a few more meters of white dust along the vines, and you reach the Mas du Soleilla. The first thing you notice is the light, omnipresent between the open horizons. Vibrating whatever the weather. The buildings extend into hollows with vines, backed by a pine grove. There, a little to the left, lies the Mediterranean.