The Olive Oil Process… plain and simple!
I’m very lucky to have this little villa in Puglia, southern Italy. It is called a trullo and was derelict when I got it 7 tears ago. It is now restored and I rent it out during the summer to pay for the renovation! I have about 60 olive trees and normally the olives are just left to fall to the ground.
Luckily, on my last visit I met Domenico and his mother-in-law (I never did learn her name but she was born in 1933!) picking the olives from Louisa’s trees (behind the trullo). I invited them to take our olives and 7am the following day they were already at work!
Quickly brushing my teeth I joined them with my camera (7D with 16-55mm lens & Fader ND, tripod, slider). I did actually get my hands dirty (or stained with olive pulp!) and not just act all arty with the lens. Although I must confess filming was an escape from being made to look totally inadequate alongside the mother-in-law!
Trullo Adagio is a summer holiday home in Puglia, southern Italy