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Although getting away from the city is often my first choice, it is not always possible. On non-work days, it becomes almost impossible. As a result of the constant postponement of things that need to be done, I have the problem of making time on vacation days.
Today is one of 'those' vacation days and I have to go to the olive grove to see the product on it. Instead of postponing it, I chose to go early in the morning.
Since it is between the city and the industrial zone, it is within walking distance. I say almost because it is not very close but I still prefer to walk.
It's 4 kilometers from home!
The most boring part of the walk was passing through the cobblestoned alleyways until I reached the outskirts of the ring road that surrounds the city and provides access to the summer holiday centers.
The 'elderly care home' I came across after crossing the ring road was an address of fresh air and tranquility, nestled among green trees, but the fact that its inhabitants were elderly people in need of care was thought-provoking for the elderly!
And finally I finally got rid of the cobblestone and asphalt roads and my feet touched the dusty soil.
Dusty soil! Because there is a sub-industrial zone nearby.
Because of the factories and various marble production sites, everything (trees) here is covered with dust.
It is possible to see the remnants of the dust even in November, as the delayed rains have not yet washed the trees sufficiently.
Cypress trees along the road, blocking the sun.
Entering the garden with hundreds of olive trees, I was surprised to be greeted by a few fig trees... and they looked tired! ...but after a while I realized the reason for the tiredness. The fig harvest has just been completed and the trees are no longer feeding themselves, but the crops.
The nature wall of ivy-like plants, entangled on the fence separating the two gardens, is doing its job well.
The tractor track, used for plowing, also offers the possibility to drive around the olive grove. When it is time for the olive harvest, it seems to be very useful for loading the collected olives into vehicles.
And the view of the beautiful, large and most importantly centuries-old olive trees in the garden is amazing. Some branches of the same tree have too many olives, while others have none at all, like a blessing given or withheld.
There is no choice but to be grateful for what is. As it is always said; he who is not satisfied with less does not know the value of more!