Dying Glory

On the way home tonight from the Land - Monsaraz, across the Lake, is just lighting up, and the water looks distinctly pink - love the way the water is always changing colour and texture.

I've been tackling the olive trees, lopping off the suckers, so we'll be able to get to the olives when they're ready. It's not easy because they've been left to grow too long and not positive I'm doing it right, so - very glad to get a message saying Sr Cartaxo is coming in the morning to show us how to do it.