The landscape is covered with olive trees, and huge farms of solar panels; great use for a sunny land like this. There are small forests here and there, and I see some empty lands as we pass by the road. The olive trees are full of olives, it must be the harvesting season. Somebody should come and collect these, I thought. Sara explained to me later that there are machines for that purpose; they strip the tree in no time. She drew our attention to the trees with broken branches; the machine does it to them. Are the trees dead?!