The time of the olive trees

October settles over Provence, and the olive grove changes season. The silvery green of the foliage blends into the pale sky, the black fruits bend the branches, and the whole family has gathered for the harvest. The woman with the stepladder reaches the high branches, the pickers sort on the ground, the donkey waits for its laden baskets. In the distance, the farmhouse stands watch as it always has. Here, they don't just pick olives—they inherit a skill passed down from mother to daughter since Roman times.