Olives
Olives are classic Mediterranean evergreen trees grown since antiquity, serving as enduring symbols of life, peace, and resistance to injustice, especially in Palestine. These tough, long-lived trees can survive 500+ years, developing picturesque gnarled trunks and silvery-green foliage that create distinctive beauty in hot, dry climates. Remarkably drought-tolerant once established, olives thrive in hot interior valleys and perform adequately in coastal areas, growing slowly to 30 feet tall with graceful, weeping forms.
The trees are hardy to 15°F and require some winter chill to set fruit buds properly, adapting well to container culture for patios or protected growing in marginal climates. Quick to establish when young, olives begin bearing approximately three years after planting and continue producing for centuries with minimal care. The fruits ripen in late fall through winter and can be cured for table olives or pressed for oil, with different varieties better suited to specific uses.
Most varieties are partially self-fruitful but produce heavier crops when planted with another variety for cross-pollination. Hardy across USDA Zones 8-10, these iconic trees combine cultural significance, ornamental beauty, and productive harvests for Mediterranean-style landscapes and water-wise edible gardens.
The Second Olive Tree
By Mahmoud Darwish
Translated by Marilyn Hacker
The olive tree does not weep and does not laugh. The olive tree
Is the hillside’s modest lady. Shadow
Covers her single leg, and she will not take her leaves off in front of the storm.
Standing, she is seated, and seated, standing.
She lives as a friendly sister of eternity, neighbor of time
That helps her stock her luminous oil and
Forget the invaders’ names, except the Romans, who
Coexisted with her, and borrowed some of her branches
To weave wreaths. They did not treat her as a prisoner of war
But as a venerable grandmother, before whose calm dignity
Swords shatter. In her reticent silver-green
Color hesitates to say what it thinks, and to look at what is behind
The portrait, for the olive tree is neither green nor silver.
The olive tree is the color of peace, if peace needed
A color. No one says to the olive tree: How beautiful you are!
But: How noble and how splendid! And she,
She who teaches soldiers to lay down their rifles
And re-educates them in tenderness and humility: Go home
And light your lamps with my oil! But
These soldiers, these modern soldiers
Besiege her with bulldozers and uproot her from her lineage
Of earth. They vanquished our grandmother who foundered,
Her branches on the ground, her roots in the sky.
She did not weep or cry out. But one of her grandsons
Who witnessed the execution threw a stone
At a soldier, and he was martyred with her.
After the victorious soldiers
Had gone on their way, we buried him there, in that deep
Pit – the grandmother’s cradle. And that is why we were
Sure that he would become, in a little while, an olive
Tree – a thorny olive tree – and green!
Olives
Olives are classic Mediterranean evergreen trees grown since antiquity, serving as enduring symbols of life, peace, and resistance to injustice, especially in Palestine. These tough, long-lived trees can survive 500+ years, developing picturesque gnarled trunks and silvery-green foliage that create distinctive beauty in hot, dry climates. Remarkably drought-tolerant once established, olives thrive in hot interior valleys and perform adequately in coastal areas, growing slowly to 30 feet tall with graceful, weeping forms.
The trees are hardy to 15°F and require some winter chill to set fruit buds properly, adapting well to container culture for patios or protected growing in marginal climates. Quick to establish when young, olives begin bearing approximately three years after planting and continue producing for centuries with minimal care. The fruits ripen in late fall through winter and can be cured for table olives or pressed for oil, with different varieties better suited to specific uses.
Most varieties are partially self-fruitful but produce heavier crops when planted with another variety for cross-pollination. Hardy across USDA Zones 8-10, these iconic trees combine cultural significance, ornamental beauty, and productive harvests for Mediterranean-style landscapes and water-wise edible gardens.
The Second Olive Tree
By Mahmoud Darwish
Translated by Marilyn Hacker
The olive tree does not weep and does not laugh. The olive tree
Is the hillside’s modest lady. Shadow
Covers her single leg, and she will not take her leaves off in front of the storm.
Standing, she is seated, and seated, standing.
She lives as a friendly sister of eternity, neighbor of time
That helps her stock her luminous oil and
Forget the invaders’ names, except the Romans, who
Coexisted with her, and borrowed some of her branches
To weave wreaths. They did not treat her as a prisoner of war
But as a venerable grandmother, before whose calm dignity
Swords shatter. In her reticent silver-green
Color hesitates to say what it thinks, and to look at what is behind
The portrait, for the olive tree is neither green nor silver.
The olive tree is the color of peace, if peace needed
A color. No one says to the olive tree: How beautiful you are!
But: How noble and how splendid! And she,
She who teaches soldiers to lay down their rifles
And re-educates them in tenderness and humility: Go home
And light your lamps with my oil! But
These soldiers, these modern soldiers
Besiege her with bulldozers and uproot her from her lineage
Of earth. They vanquished our grandmother who foundered,
Her branches on the ground, her roots in the sky.
She did not weep or cry out. But one of her grandsons
Who witnessed the execution threw a stone
At a soldier, and he was martyred with her.
After the victorious soldiers
Had gone on their way, we buried him there, in that deep
Pit – the grandmother’s cradle. And that is why we were
Sure that he would become, in a little while, an olive
Tree – a thorny olive tree – and green!
