Large family homenestled in a cocoon of greenery
with medieval tower
- Gazaupouy
All measurements are approximate
EPC - Energy Consumption
kWh/m².year
GHG - CO₂ Emissions
kg CO₂/m².year
Nestled in the heart of a small hamlet in the Gers, just a breath away from Condom, this house seems to encapsulate everything that gives a place its soul: its whispered stories, its inhabited silences, its memories weathered by time. It is not merely a backdrop; it stands as a discreet sentinel of this landscape.
A cocoon of greenery
Once past the imposing gate, the garden reveals itself in all its grace, blending simplicity with refinement. Boxwood topiaries add a touch of formal elegance, while a charming stone well topped with a small roof of weathered tiles seems to hover out of time.
This bucolic tableau oscillates between the romantic charm of an English cottage and the ardent softness of a Tuscan garden. Every element whispers timeless poetry, inviting one to lose oneself in a serene stroll.
More than a house: a promise
The house, massive yet discreet, seems to have emerged from another century. Its stone walls, worn but sturdy, still bear the marks of time, like a vintage garment one could never bear to discard.
As soon as you step through the door, a breath of the past envelops you. This is not just a house; it is a living memory. The scent of waxed wood, the fragrance of sun-warmed terracotta, a crackling fire – everything whispers that you are expected.
The large living room, with its beamed ceiling, seems made for winters spent by the fire, for long conversations and lingering glances.
Nearby, a smaller lounge serves as a cozy refuge, perfect for reading and daydreaming.
In the study, the light dances, slipping through sheer curtains to illuminate a space conducive to writing, reflection, and those quiet moments when one gazes out the window without truly seeing.
The kitchen cares little for fashion. Its orange tiles are a promise of happy years, of recipes scribbled in yellowed notebooks, of conversations punctuated by bursts of laughter.
Next to it, the dining room seems to have witnessed many generations. One can imagine thick tablecloths, overflowing plates serving treasured family recipes.
The upper floor unfolds with casual grace. Seven spacious, intimate bedrooms welcome you with the kind of understated elegance that is the hallmark of forgotten places.
Outside, a large covered terrace opens onto the countryside. The wind whispers through, discreetly, occasionally interrupted by birdsong. This is where people gather around a large table for long meals in the shade, or for evenings sheltered from the cool night air.
And then, there is the tower. A medieval tower from the 13th century, upright and proud. It does not seek to charm; it simply knows it impresses. Beneath its stones, one imagines secrets, shadows.
But it is not intimidating. One can imagine it delighting in a wedding, in costume parties, or in the joyful cries of children playing knights.
What we think here at Bliss
This house is an invitation to linger. It bears no pretence, it does not strive to please. Everything here exudes authenticity, a kind of tranquil truth. One can imagine blazing summers, leisurely dinners on the terrace, winters when the firewood crackles in the hearth.
One comes thinking of staying for a few days only and ends up staying for months.
There is something insidiously captivating about this place. A charm that does not demand recognition but quietly takes you by surprise. The walls have witnessed laughter and sorrows, feasts and silences. The tower, upright and proud, seems to watch time pass without ever being moved by it.
Additional information
Total number of WC : 4
DPE: pending
Additional spaces: cellar and large covered area accessible from the street
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