My dad’s garden in Tuscany
My Dad has grown fruits and vegetables all his life in Massaciuccoli, a tiny village near Lucca where I was born. He’s passed 80 but still prunes his olive trees and still harvest the olives on his own with a little help from his brother who’s not young either. He then takes the olives to the local Frantoio to have them pressed. His olive oil has been a staple in our family. We could not survive without it.
This is his garden on my last visit in May. The artichokes were plentiful this year
My dad’s artichokes