Sorry to show up so rudely late to the new year welcome party but a happy one nonetheless.
Apologies that it’s been a while since our last blog. This thing happened. A good thing, a delightful thing, but a thing that has meant we have been running around like headless chickens. Do chickens really do that?
The thing is called orders! The world has suddenly gone krazy with a k about adopting olive trees and we thank you. We are a little bit stunned to be honest. We are even dusting off our document of wild ideas (filed in an orderly manner in the krazy kabinet) and re-reading the section entitled ‘How about we try to get all the olive trees in the world adopted?’.
Then this other thing happened. Jason and Roelof went to San Francisco for a week to do Nudo’s first ever American trade show. A week for them of too many pancakes, learning to say the word ‘water’ so it translates and constant reminders of what teensy teensy little silverfish we are in the huge pond of the world olive oil trade. Almost enough to convince us to put the wild ideas document back in the cabinet.
So by last week, we were the kids who’d had a huge Christmas balloon, the biggest and prettiest balloon we ever did see, then some kid started running towards it holding a big fat pin.
So that’s why we’ve been gone a while. I suppose a ‘period of reflection’ is the way you’d describe it. But now we’re back and figuring out how we go and trip up that kid with the pin.