Because in food I trust. In all forms and shapes. 

Olive harvest

Olive harvest

When the morning comes and the autumn night cold bites into the fingers, some are still asleep under blankets, while others slowly gather at the olive oil groves because there is something they have to do. They have to pick the olives. One by one – hundreds, thousands and millions of them. They have to do it nicely so that the olives get to press beautiful, just picked.

More about OT olive oil harvest here


Looking for the olive oil to die for, look for OT olive oil
Thank you OT Homes
Casale Marittimo
Tuscany

Pictures and story: Signe Meirane
Camera: Sony Alpha 7s

 

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