A perfect Sunday activity, chestnut picking on the mountain! The air was fresh, the sky was clear, and an abundant amount of chestnuts were waiting for us.
For as far as I could see, the land on the mountain was terraced with chestnut trees. Knowing that at one point in time, men built each wall rock by rock, and worked the land every day, made me really appreciate the labour and sacrifice the people of this land had. It was their life.