Casa de Azahar

25/02/2026

The before....and after 😄

24/02/2026

Kitchen cabinet doors and drawers now fitted. Just the shelves to go up and then it’s on to final decorative touches 😊

24/02/2026

Windowsill sill in one of the bedrooms now tiled. Refurbishing and repainting the shutters next on the list…almost there 😊

18/01/2026

The new doors have now gone in. From these horrid brown doors to these lovely light oak doors with black handles throughout the house. Can’t wait to see them 😊

18/12/2025

Doors have arrived, can't wait to see them once they have been stained, fitted and have their lovely fittings on!

02/12/2025

And it’s a wrap on our first floor bathroom transformation, we are delighted with the results!!

25/11/2025

The start of furnishing and finishing time with mirrors and pictures going up, bathroom accessories being fitted and more lighting going in 😊

18/11/2025

Colour chosen for the windows, doors and shutters...so many blues to choose from!

18/11/2025

Kitchen tidied, lights up and new stools in place ready for the kitchen cabinet doors and drawers to go in and doors, windows and shutters painted a lovely shade of blue…can’t wait!

05/11/2025

Lights going up!

30/10/2025

A busy week of unpacking and assembling furniture 😊

27/10/2025

A 5-minute drive or 20-minute walk takes us into Competa, and a 30-minute drive to Frigliana, how lucky are we :)

One afternoon, I decided to head out of Málaga—not far, just enough to feel the shift. The coast faded behind me, the hills grew steeper, and soon the white villages began to appear like brushstrokes on the mountainside.

I remember arriving in Frigiliana and feeling like I’d stepped into a painting. Cobbled lanes twisted uphill, flowers spilled over balconies, and in the distance, the sea glittered like a secret. That quiet beauty stayed with me.

A few days later I made it to Cómpeta, a village known for its wine and artists. I wandered slowly through the old streets, past painted doors and sleepy plazas. There was a stillness there that felt rare—life unfolding gently, without show. I had lunch under the shade of a fig tree, with the sound of cicadas and church bells for company.

These villages might be small, but they offer something the big cities can’t: space to slow down, to notice, to just be.

And yes—you can get to get to a few of them without a car. It just takes a little planning (and a willingness to enjoy the journey).

If you're headed to Málaga but crave something quieter, something local, this is your sign to go inland.

👉 https://visit-andalucia.com/white-villages-near-malaga/

No high-rise views. No sunbed wars. Just sunlight on white walls, bold ceramic tiles, grape-fed hillsides and a rhythm that invites you to linger 🧡