Olives in the Mist

Love waking up to mistiness, and have to get out with my camera before the sun burns it all away, and love even more coming back in to a warm house and the smell of coffee.

These olives are on our clothesline tree, chose this photo because today, at last, the ciganos came to start harvesting our olives. Got rather a start when I went out to hang the washing, inadequately dressed, to see a man walking towards me - not used to that. I hurriedly retreated backwards, holding the clothes bowl in front of me, calling for Mike. 

Went to Adega today, and off to church as soon as I've blipped because will be away tomorrow.

Gratefuls:
- our supportive Support Group
- Sergio and Miguel at the Adega, so hospitable
- Mike getting more strimming done