It's a tradition...
Every November since I've had my LJ (3 years now, doesn't seem possible!) I rant about picking olives, and this year, is no exception.
I still hate picking olives. I still don't like to eat olives.
OTOH, it was neither as cold nor as damp as usual, and this year there is a very tiny crop, so we are already almost finished. I guess I will make this a short rant.
It was windy. Very windy. VERY VERY WINDY. I hate olives. It is a holiday, and I had to pick olives. GRRRR!!! But, since we are almost finished, I should be done for the year.
Ok, all done now.
I still hate picking olives. I still don't like to eat olives.
OTOH, it was neither as cold nor as damp as usual, and this year there is a very tiny crop, so we are already almost finished. I guess I will make this a short rant.
It was windy. Very windy. VERY VERY WINDY. I hate olives. It is a holiday, and I had to pick olives. GRRRR!!! But, since we are almost finished, I should be done for the year.
Ok, all done now.