Folks back home are celebrating Thanksgiving which pretty much is the closure of the harvest season.
Here, it's not quite yet time to pick the olives and there's still lots of fruits and vegetables to be harvested.
This being said, my husband and I decided to go to the country and look for dates.
Yes, it was a date to harvest dates.
I particularly love the country side, wherever I am in the world.
Of course the Tunisian country is far from having anything to do with the one back home. However, you will always find peace and nature. And this is what I enjoy.
We walked away from the village on the main road, being passed by a random moped. Flat fields, circled by piled white rocks walls started to replace houses.
After a while we left the main road for dirt paths through the fields, keeping our eyes opened for palm trees with dates.
We were a bit disappointed as we could not find any at first. It seemed some people came before us.
As we strolled through the fields we finally found palm trees full of delicious dates.
We filled our pockets and a folded cloth with the ripe fruits. Braving a few voracious mosquitoes and carefully avoiding the sharp point of palm trees' leaves, we found ourselves pretty satisfied with our small harvest.
