My Olive Tree

My Olive Tree

My daughter gave me an olive tree for my birthday. Her name is Olive. “O” for short.

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I thought about getting one for a while, but I was afraid it wouldn’t grow here since I’m not familiar yet with what I can grow here in Texas. I wasn’t willing to pay the money to take the chance of it dying. I’m not familiar with olive trees so I wasn’t sure what to do.

But my daughter had faith in me, I guess, and gave me “O.”

It was a gift for my soul.

It represents a dream of a trip to the south of France and an alfresco dinner with family and crunchy bread.

It represents the history of the Mediterranean.

It represents peace.

Thanks Katie Bug.


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