Monday, November 10, 2008

Olive

It's the time of year when the first olives are ready to be harvested.



The old fashioned way... Shake the branches- or chop them off the tree!



Then smack them with a big stick until the tiny olives break free...



Gather them up on big sheets of plastic... and by hand...

It's back breaking work...




And take time for a smile when strange foreign women ask for photo...

She's absolutely beautiful... isn't she?

8 comments:

MsTypo said...

Photo #2: I've got you now you rascally olive!

Photo #5: That olive won't be trying that again! No siree!

(Sorry blog reading after a few drinks is never a good idea. LOL)

Seriously tho, great photos! :)

Mark said...

She is full of light! Beautiful!!!!

magpiedays said...

These is a wonderful photo essay. I love the stories you tell with your pictures. I love the faces of the older people you photograph.

Miss Kim said...

Thanks for the kind words everyone :)

detroitwine said...

thank you for the great pictures

swenglishexpat said...

Yes, she is beautiful. Your photos of these old ladies are really wonderful and interesting.

GMG said...

Great post! Fifty years ago in Beira-Baixa, centre of Portugal... ;))

Ginnie Hart said...

Beauty personified, yes!