A small world lies between the calm meandering river Segre and Montsec Mountains amphitheater. The slopes of the foothills, scrub and scrub give way to fields of wheat. Fields, vineyards and olive groves up an image of ancestral balance. Amid the quiet valley, a group of brown houses in Baldomar is like a ship moored in a bay at rest. The arrival in the village, crossing the river by a narrow stone bridge, is a lasting impression.