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?
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8 comments:

  1. MsTypo9:38 PM

    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! :)

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  2. Mark10:56 PM

    She is full of light! Beautiful!!!!

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  3. magpiedays4:41 PM

    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.

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  4. Miss Kim5:02 PM

    Thanks for the kind words everyone :)

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  5. detroitwine7:34 AM

    thank you for the great pictures

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  6. swenglishexpat7:01 PM

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

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  7. GMG8:09 PM

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

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  8. Ginnie Hart3:48 PM

    Beauty personified, yes!

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