T is for tugging.
Dani, the in-charge of Kibbutz Gezer Olives had just driven two heavy barrels of our fresh oil back from the olive press.
And they had to be off-loaded to the entrance of the kibbutz bomb shelter where the oil would later be bottled.
American volunteer Ashlea took a whiff.
Dani made the taste test.
Ashlea got a capful of the precious fruit of our olive-harvesting labor.
Luke, a WWOOFer from New Zealand, tried it too.
Only I, as reflected in the pure oil, was busy with the camera and mercifully too busy to drink.
(Linking to T-day at ABC Wednesday and OurWorld Tuesday.)