My days among the olive trees

How the last three weeks looked like and why did it take so long before I finally posted something: You get up at six o’clock in the morning, work until twilight and then go to the press. Free weekend? Nay! As long as the Sun is shining, we just go on with it – no wonder that when I finally enter my room at nine in the evening, I just fall on my pillows. But the feeling when the last olive falls down from the last tree in the last orchard… priceless!

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