In the Matarraña there are more olive trees than hands to pick them

Draft. This piece will follow a year in the Matarraña for the people who stay: the pruning, the November harvest, the village mill and what a kilo of olives fetches.

We will talk to Nerea in Calaceite and to Marta and Lluís, who look after thousand-year-old trees in Valderrobres. It will explain how many farms are left with nobody each year and what happens to a farm when no one takes it on.

It will end with what changes in a village when a farm gives work again: the school, the bar and the shop.

[The full text of this story is still to be written. Photos will go in as the story needs them.]