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October at the Olive Grove: Luna Escondida’s Annual Harvest
Published:
October 27, 2026
Once a year, in October, the rhythm of Luna Escondida shifts and life begins long before the first rays of sunlight reach its pathways. The olive trees that line its roads and frame its gardens arrive at harvest season heavy with the fruit of a year’s worth of consistent care and dedication. On the morning of this anticipated date, the ranch’s team was already at work: nets laid beneath the vast canopies, ladders set in place, and skilled, experienced hands ready for the harvest.
The harvest began near the organic garden, where the oldest and largest trees on the ranch stand. From there, the work continued toward the greenhouses and later to Jardín Colibrí, where the olive trees surrounding El Observatorio joined the effort. In each area the scene repeated itself: nets resting on the ground, ladders leaning against the trunks, hands moving branch by branch. What made this moment truly singular was the atmosphere that accompanied it: movements with a festive rhythm, cheerful conversations, and music with a deeply Mexican spirit that blended with the sound of olives falling onto the nets. A small, steady fruit-rain that was, in itself, a melody of celebration.
Over the years, Luna’s olive trees have grown without restraint. Some demanded the attention of the same team for the entire day. In the Olive Grove, where the trees are arranged in equidistant rows like an orderly forest, something almost choreographic unfolded. As the afternoon settled and the harvest reached its end, back at the organic garden, another group was already separating leaves and branches from the olives and submerging them in clean water before the next stage could begin.
The following day, the harvested olives made the short journey to Dolores Hidalgo, where the pressing closed the cycle that spring had begun months before. In a process as simple as it is honest, the ranch’s olives enter the machine and what emerges is an aromatic oil, amber in color, that carries in its flavor something of the land that gave it life. That oil returns to Luna and finds its way to the kitchen, to the table, and to the hands of the ranch’s closest friends. A small portion of Luna Escondida. A gift in every sense: from the earth to the ranch, and from Luna to those who gather at its table.
