Location: Pollensa

the beauty of an olive tree is the hard, aged and warped outer crust that dignifies its age and protects the history behind it. a tree which remembers the birth of a town such as pollensa. in pollensa there is a place, albeit scarred by the inequities of mans practicality has retained its beauty and historical dignity. a tribute to pollencin patrimony. it is very hard and almost unfair to describe this land over a piece of paper with ink. it is so beautiful, that every windows from the house look like oil paintings hanging on its walls.

a dream of a place. with its main house with over four hundred square meters and other little outhouses around the land. the main house still harbours the old chamber with an original olive press, the structure despite its years is impeccable, its outer skin untouched by the weathering years, wonderful views over the valley and a staggering two hundred thousand square meters of land abundant in olive, almond and other local trees. this is majorca.