Porte de La Treille

This door opens into my B&B in Goult...La Treille. My big fat Larousse French-English dictionary defines treille as a somethig like a climbing vine or trellis. This vine is a grapevine, and although they are hard to see in the picture, there are clumps of luscious green grapes hanging over the door. A few always found their way to my breakfast plate every morning. Look above the door; you can just see the bottom of a shutter-framed window. That's 'my' bedroom, the one I ask for each time I visit Goult. The heavy wooden door opens into a cool, tiled entry hall that welcomes each visitor into Michel and Dani's lovely home. Over aperitif's in the garden one evening, I learned that this house was built by Dani's family in the late 1800's. When her parents died, she and Michel inherited it and decided to open it for a few guests. They are gracious hosts, full of fun and laughter. They don't have a website to show off their beautifully Provencal home, but you can reach them for more information regarding rates and room availability at: latreille.goult@cegetel.net.



Many people look at doors and see barriers that keep out strangers and dangers or barriers that keep in secrets and mysteries. I see doors a bit differently. To me, doors are openings into new adventures, new people, new ways of looking at the world. This welcoming door to La Treille is truly an opening to warm hospitality and Provencal friends.

Be sure to visit: Heaven in Belgium to follow this week's "Doors" challenge.