Well the weather here’s been glorious this week-end and rather than wait until returning from the UK we decided to plough on with the olive picking. Last night we finished around 5pm – we’d been at it non-stop for nearly 5 days. C had a really bad bite on her leg which was terribly sore but she spent all day with me picking the fruit, as did R. We were also joined by Megan and Marcel a young Australian couple who are our neighbour P’s latest house-guests. They’re great company and they’d promised to help out despite feeling a littel jaded from dinner and a few drinks at our place the night before. That was in return for P treating us all to lunch out earlier in the week which was v kind of her.
Well it’s the time of year that I very much enjoy here, Autumn. The vines have all been harvested hereabouts, the colours are rapidly turning yellow, gold and orange and those beautiful leaves are starting to fall now in increasing numbers, and all of them into our pool it seems. Our pool net has just started disintegrating too with truly comic timing so I’m taping it up just to get a couple more weeks use from it until we can close the pool up for the season. Our olives are close to being fully ripe and all the villages round here are hosting their roast chestnut festivals. The weather’s been fine for weeks but distinctly cooler, so it’s jumpers in the evening and roasted vegetables are back on our dinner menu. Salad days are pretty much over. Continue reading