Olive You

I really love Olives!  Like LOVE them!!  I can eat an entire can of black olives in about five seconds flat; I’ve had that talent since I was about four years old.  If ever there is anything with olives on it on a menu, I’ll order it.  In fact, I’ve got a bit of a drool going on just writing this post.  Must get olives!

I also have the sweetest, dearest little niece named Olive.  So clearly Olives are lovely in my book.

Actual Olive trees?  Stunners.  We have one in our front yard at home and it’s a beautiful tree that was always fun to climb on as a kid.  Lately I’ve been noticing potted Olive trees indoors and I’m loving it.  We won’t be getting an indoor Olive tree, as much as I would love to; pretty soon Ms. Josie will be a mobile and an olive is just the right size to get lodged in her throat.  Not for babies.  But for everyone else…take a gander, if you like, bring a tree into your own home.

 

 

 

 

 

An indoor plant probably will not produce that many olives (if any) and it probably would be out of Josie’s reach.  But still with my black thumb, it would die a slow, sad death.