DRIP, DRIP, DRIP

This is the most difficult picture I ever attempted. It was pouring with rain, swirling with fog, the wind was blowing, my fingers were frosty, my eyes and nose were running like Niagara Falls and there was so little light I could barely see what I was doing. I am speechless -- almost. This is straight from the camera, not even cropped.

The olive harvest goes on, but not today it doesn't. Re green olives and black olives, they are the same. The black ones are ripe, the green ones are not.