A trip to an olive oil factory…
land and trees
Take Olea europaea, add water, sunshine and a lot of hard work harvesting, then make a trip to the olive oil factory, stand back, and let the machinery take over…
water, sunshine and harvest…
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delivery…
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…to the olive oil factory
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machines take the strain
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feeder…
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washer…
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hopper
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extractor
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strainer
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dispenser
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stock in hand
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finished product
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…just add PR!
A contour map of Autumn. (Thank you)
Beautiful, beautiful shots of my favorite small corner of the planet, and taken at a time of year when I have not yet visited. Thank you for bringing the glory of the Slovenian fall to my desert abode!
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Abandoned…
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Unloved…
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…but not yet unhinged.
What better time of year than the date season to pay a visit to an arabian garden?
First comes water, the giver of life:
without which the sun’s magic rays just burn…
And next comes Phoenix dactylifera – the date palm…
the main cash crop…
… from which a bounteous harvest
varieties to suit all tastes
…and artistic palettes
a calorific crescendo
But man cannot live by dates alone…
Figs…
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Pomegranates…
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Bananas…
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Mango…
and to re-sharpen the taste buds…
Limes…
… and something for a refreshing cup of tea!
Wild mint
Closer to heaven in a garden.
As I am waiting patiently at Istanbul Ataturk airport for my one hour onward connection to my favourite country on the planet, I thought I would re-share this little piece written two years ago, before my last visit. Close to heaven!
When George Dubya famously confused Slovenia and Slovakia there were probably some wry smiles among the liberal cognoscenti, but who can really blame the man for failing to distinguish two small countries, neither of which existed in his schooldays?
My knowledge of Slovakia is limited to a one day bus-trip from Vienna across the Donau/ Danube to Bratislava. I’m sure it’s a wonderful country, but I’ll leave others to extol its virtues.
Slovenia, on the other hand, is a place I’ve come to love since first encountering it – almost by accident en route from Croatia – nine years ago. And as it only celebrated its twenty first birthday this year I feel privileged to have known it for so long.
Slovenia’s most photographed tree
So, after nine years of this continuing love affair, which I’ll be re-kindling just one one week from today, here are nine woody snippets to…
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WIth thanks to Rosemary. Blogger, stranger, kindred spirit.
National Poetry Month. 25
Big Leaf Maple
Learning Trees
by Howard Nemerov
Before you can learn the trees, you have to learn
The language of the trees. That’s done indoors,
Out of a book, which now you think of it
Is one of the transformations of a tree.
The words themselves are a delight to learn,
You might be in a foreign land of terms
Like samara, capsule, drupe, legume and pome,
Where bark is papery, plated, warty or smooth.
But best of all are the words that shape the leaves —
Orbicular, cordate, cleft and reniform —
And their venation — palmate, and parallel —
And tips — acute, truncate, auriculate.
Sufficiently provided, you may now
Go forth to the forests and shady streets
To see how the chaos of experience
Answers to catalogue and category.
Confusedly. The leaves of a single tree
May differ among themselves more than…
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Acer campestre – field maple
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Carpinus betulus – common hornbeam
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Chaemaecyparis lawsoniana – Lawson’s cypress
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Fagus sylvatica – common beech
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Olea europaea – European olive
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Platanus orientalis – the oriental plane
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Quercus – the Cambridge Oak. Thought to be a hybrid of Q. robur and Q. rugosa
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Sequoiadendron giganteum – the giant sequoia
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Taxus baccata – the common yew
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Zelkova carpinifolia – the caucasian zelkova
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unknown beauty at the arboretum Volcji Potok in Slovenia
A Cotswold church…
…with yews, modern…
…and ancient…
…to watch over the dead.
St Edward’s Church, Stow On The Wold, Gloucestershire, 17th October 2013
Wood in the service of mankind #12 – Keeping the home fires burning, Slovenian style
on the hillsides…
In (Julian) alpine meadows…
…and in the Soca Valley.
Stay warm, beloved Slovenia!
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