The olive tree is at least 100 hundreds years old.It grows at the entrance to my house.It was there before the house was built and there is another one in the back yard.My younger neighbor asks every year to pick the olives and i allow, in return he gives me a small jar with canned olives.(I seldom eat them).He says that this year only my tree bears fruits,and all the others trees in the area are with a few olives, i wonder why.
simple life
Friday, September 8, 2017
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Saturday, June 17, 2017
Airport
When i go to get my son from the airport it is always after midnight.I always come too early so i have the time to sit and wonder about some unimportant things like the helium balloons on the ceiling. I wonder if there are other places in the world that the arrivales are welcomed by helium balloons.

Wednesday, May 10, 2017
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