The sun hadn’t yet come over the mountain when I set off with the dogs for our morning walk. The air was a little nippy and I was glad that I have already got this winter’s supply of logs in. There were six and a half tonnes of cut olive logs delivered, that will fit straight into the central heating boiler without me having to spend hours toiling with chain saw and axe to make them fit. What a job it was to get them into the dry store. Fortunately, I was able to enlist the help of my mate Pape from the market who was glad of the work.
We went past the huerta where Esperanza grows her tomatoes, onions, beans and calabazas. I had seen her the other day in Oria and she had told me to help myself to any I wanted because she had all she needed.
Jose was out early too, directing the water flow from the acequia onto his small olive grove.
Soon we came upon Gregorio and Antonia collecting their almonds. They had spread nets under the tree and were beating the branches with long poles to bring down the nuts.
Millie will have to hurry if she wants to get her share of the almonds because soon the big almond grapping tractor which can strip a tree in thirty seconds will be visiting the nearby fields.
Then just before we returned to the casa we came across Antonio collecting the ripe purple figs. I must remember to collect some of mine today, so that I can get them drying in the still hot late summer sun.