Vineyards all over the country are dotted with cabanons - tiny two storey stone buildings used by the workers. Sometimes with a well, often restored but frequently just overgrown with ivy. This one sits in the vines across from us - we can just see it from the terrace - and recently it has been relieved of plant growth and had all its surrounding land cleared, trees pruned, ditches unblocked. Ominous. Suggests habitation.
Today was unexpectedly warm still and sunny so armed with camera, we set out to document our little ruin before it gets tarted up. As you can see, it isn't completely original. Part of it has been rebuilt with breeze block!
But it has lovely old doors and four blue cartwheels inside. Plus that typical Provençal ceiling.
There's an album on flickr (le Cabanon) with more.
At one end of the plot there's a mystery. A large deep circular stone structure with a round stone pillar in the centre. We can only imagine it was
an olive press though it looks far too large and deep.
There is a small outlet channel on one side through which the oil could have poured.
