Facing adverse conditions, hardens us.
The skin of the olive tree is torn, hard, cracked, it shrinks and folds. It withstands storms, cold, rain or drought. And, despite everything, it continues to bear fruit.
Time is experience and experience, wisdom.
But like everything, it is also relative.
Her eyes are the color of her life, of her work. A manual labor that belonged to the women of her time. Picking the olives from the tree itself, one by one, by hand, as was always done in Ascoli Piceno.
Working outdoors hardens and her skin does not lie.
Tradition is also wisdom and should not be forgotten.

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