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| Separating the olives from the branches (by hand through a screen) |
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| 12 foot high on a ladder in a tree (Under the TUSCAN SUN) |
I have lived and worked on this farm with a guy from Columbia, South America; a woman from Germany; a woman from Spain; and 4 people from Italy. I have learned about different languages, different foods, different cultures...and acquired a strong sense of diversity and community. We have worked hard together during the day harvesting olives and producing cold-pressed olive oil....
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| Olive oil pressed on different days |
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| Presses down on olives and separates oil from pulp |
...and in the afternoon after work (around 1:30PM) we would eat another big meal together,
clean and sweep the kitchen and dining room together, then sing and play music into the early evening (when we would probably eat again!). I love it here...Italia!
Life here has been full of Italian music, singing, lots of eating, walking and serenity. The people in Italy live a much slower life than Americans...even in the cities. They do not have a desire to buy bigger or move faster.
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| Communities vote to have wind power |
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| Persimmon tree outside my window |
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| What I looked at everyday from my house |
Olives on the trees
'You can have the universe, if I can have Italy.' So said Giuseppe Verdi. It sounds generous, but Verdi knew that Italy is a universe - diverse, beautiful, and crammed with the relics of two millennia of civilization. I know I shall be playing Italian love songs for weeks after my return. Arrivederchi i apresto. (Good bye & see you soon) Darlena
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