I've been putting it off but it is now time to trim the olive trees. They put on new growth from the base and from the centre and this needs to be pruned back vigorously to keep the yield up and make the harvesting easy. It's a horrible job. Olive branches are very pliable and are for ever springing back to whack you in the face.
Wilf makes an excellent companion when out in the fields. He settles down and immediately goes into his hard wired sheepdog guarding mode. This involves barking loudly every five minutes or so to let any loitering wildlife know that they would have to contend with him. In this photograph he is putting on his best 'ils ne passeront pas' attitude.