It's the end of olive-picking season here in Greece. Prime picking is in November/December, but this year other adventures called and we didn't make it to the trees until after the new year, which means equal work for less yield, (but still equal fun).  The past week I've been scraping olives off the branches with a little yellow plastic comb. I see the branches in my sleep and when I close my eyes... The tarp that the olives fall onto, and the ground below get a slick oily finish.  Below are some photos of the process...

Olives on the Branch

Pruning the Trees

On the Tarp

Mandatory Coffee Break

Bag them... tie them....

Carry them

Fruits of our labor

To be continued...