We just finished our Olive harvest and I have to say that it is my favorite time of year. I am not rich in land but the little bit of land that I do have is rich in olives! This year all of my nieces and nephews were already back in school when the olives were ready so we had to hire workers to help us.
My brothers and I all use the same crew of Palestinian workers and we all work together to help each other with the harvest. It is a beautiful time to spend with the family harvesting every day for a week until all the olives are in.
Then we bring them to the press in town. We have one of the best presses in all of Lebanon right in our little village. The Italian UN workers helped the press owner to set up the business. Huge mill stones roll over the olives day and night and the whole town smells of fresh olives.
I have lived on four different continents in my life and I loved every place that I have been but nothing says home to me like the sweet fragrance of the olive harvest.
My brothers and I all use the same crew of Palestinian workers and we all work together to help each other with the harvest. It is a beautiful time to spend with the family harvesting every day for a week until all the olives are in.
Then we bring them to the press in town. We have one of the best presses in all of Lebanon right in our little village. The Italian UN workers helped the press owner to set up the business. Huge mill stones roll over the olives day and night and the whole town smells of fresh olives.
I have lived on four different continents in my life and I loved every place that I have been but nothing says home to me like the sweet fragrance of the olive harvest.













