Olive the name Olivia.

Alas, I don’t make girls.

On the other hand, the olive tree is in fruit.

the olives out back

So I picked some for a brining project.

I picked some for brining

I have no idea what I am doing! Does anyone out there have any pointers?
I’m following Mother Earth New’s “Cure Your Own Olives.” There are no expectations attached to this project, other than pure curiosity; this year the yield is low and this batch will be small. In fact, at this point, the joy is all in the harvesting–the sun on my shoulders; the cats gophering around my feet; the dog looking up at me with a ball in his mouth, just waiting; the feeling of connection I get with this land, caring for everything living on it and taking, in return, a small harvest in thanksgiving. It’s great.