Early March in Corleone
The citrus harvest down in the Conca d'Oro has ended, and up in the mountains, it's time to prune the olive trees. Traditionally, the ideal spacing of the branches is achieved by creating openings large enough for a bird to fly through. 

The production of olive oil in Corleone is part of the mythology of the Mafia---you may recall that Don Corleone was an olive oil importer---but it's also part of the long history of the town, and of my own family, in the old country as well as the new. You can read more about that story here.