…the prodigal returns

Back where we came from, reluctant returnees.

Olive picking, day 5, and fed up!


Oh yeah, we are! Totally. Even the dogs have had enough!

Today was the hardest day yet. By now, even after a good night’s sleep, we wake up every morning, tired and sore of body and mind! We eat breakfast, check our email, and then we’re out the door.

It was windy today (what a surprise!), so we started work down by the veggie garden. Although chock full of olives, the section we were working today is amongst the hardest – steep, no footing, all on a ridge. We were setting the nets on land that was incredibly steep – 45 degrees of steep, in fact!

Kenton had the worst of it – trying to stand on the nets, trying to find footing, and trying to hold the tree-shaking machine, all at the same time. Add to that, we had about 10 minutes of rain, meaning that the footing on the grass was even worse than usual!

Slipping and sliding, Kenton did manage to shake the trees. But at the cost of a twisted ankle, wrenched knee and sore back, so those gorgeous black olives took a rather heavy toll!

But at the end of the day? It felt good to have picked 170 kilos of olives, our best picking day yet. So it was worth all the hard work, especially knowing that by the end of tomorrow we should have enough for a really full press! Heaven.

Author: Ann Larson

One-time IT executive who lives on a 22 acre olive farm in Spain with husband Kenton and 2 boxer dogs. We make Yunquera Gold olive oil, and soap and skincare products from same. We aim to make natural, fresh, and handmade products at affordable prices!

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