Casa Andrea at dusk seen from above — the lit pool in its pale stone surround, the centenary olive uplit in its ring of stones with two deckchairs beneath, the summer kitchen glowing under its timber pergola, the white wall of the villa with arched recesses on the left, the olive grove and a pink sky beyond, Puglia.

The Exterior

Around one olive tree that was already here.

A pool the length of the courtyard, a summer kitchen under the pergola, and a hundred century-old olives on two hectares of red earth.

Casa Andrea seen across the pool — turquoise water in a pale stone surround, the white villa facing it with its tall arched glazed door and the rooftop office above, sun loungers along the deck, centenary olives and a prickly pear on either side, clear sky, Puglia.

Everything turns around one olive tree

The courtyard was drawn around a tree that was already here. The pool runs down one side, the summer kitchen sits under a pergola on the other, and the house holds the third edge.

The pool of Casa Andrea seen from the deck — turquoise water in a stone surround, a pale poured-stone deck around it, the white villa with an arched window to one side, the olive grove and a prickly pear beyond, clear sky, Puglia.
The pool of Casa Andrea seen along its length — turquoise water in a pale stone surround, three sun loungers and an outdoor shower under the timber pergola, a centenary olive and a prickly pear on the far side, the white villa to the left, Puglia.
The white villa of Casa Andrea seen along the deck — a flat-roofed lime-washed volume with arched window recesses, sun loungers on the pale stone beside the pool, an olive branch overhead, Puglia.

The pool, the long way down the deck

Turquoise water in a pale stone surround, a deck wide enough to lie on all afternoon. You swim toward the olives, the house at your back.

The pool of Casa Andrea from the grove side — the long white villa with its arched window recesses and the rooftop office above, sun loungers along the deck, a prickly pear in the foreground, clear sky, Puglia.
The courtyard of Casa Andrea — four teak sun loungers with rolled towels on the pale stone deck, the tall arched glazed door of the living room behind, the bedroom wing and its arched windows across the pool, Puglia.
The summer kitchen of Casa Andrea under its timber and cane pergola — a pale stone worktop with a stone sink and a plancha, a wall of pierced blocks letting the grove through, black lanterns hanging from the beams, bistro chairs at the bar, sun loungers beyond, Puglia.
The summer kitchen of Casa Andrea under its pergola — a long stone bar with ten wooden chairs, the stone sink and the black fridge behind, sun loungers and a prickly pear beyond, gravel underfoot, Puglia.

The summer kitchen, under the pergola

A stone worktop, a plancha, a table for ten — which is the whole house. Dinner happens here while someone is still in the water.

The summer kitchen worktop at Casa Andrea — a stone sink and an induction hob set into pale stone, a wall of pierced blocks throwing squares of light, black lanterns under the cane pergola, the olive grove through the opening, Puglia.
Casa Andrea's centenary olive ringed by golden stones on pale gravel, deckchairs at its foot, the timber pergola of the summer kitchen and the pool alongside, the olive grove beyond, blue sky, Puglia.
A centenary olive at Casa Andrea — a thick gnarled trunk recently pruned, planted in red earth, the grove stretching out behind under a clear sky, Puglia.

Two hectares of red earth

A hundred century-old olives across two hectares, their trunks turned and hollowed by time. This is the view from every window, and the walk you take at dusk.

The olive grove around Casa Andrea — rows of century-old olive trees on red earth under a wide blue sky, Puglia.
  • 1Pool the length of the courtyard, in a pale stone deck.
  • 1Summer kitchen under a timber pergola, a table for ten.
  • 100Century-old olive trees, one at the heart of the courtyard.
  • 2Hectares of red earth and grove around the house.

The water is warmer than it looks and the olive is far bigger in person. Come and see.

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