The coming year's harvest

Walking through the olives I can get a sense of this coming winter's harvest . It looks pretty slim. Olives alternate years, one year good one year bad. We had a very large crop last year, and we seem to be seeing that effect on this year's yield.  I alternate between bewilderment (what the f**k?!), resentment (lazy ass trees)  acceptance (zen mastery)  denial (maybe my eyesight isn't as good as it used to be) and silver lining (picking will be a lot easier).