Six years ago, we bought a baby olive tree. We named it “Oliver”. I was born on the shores of the Mediterranean Sea, so to me, olive trees are beautiful, and they always remind me of the past great civilizations. So, I took my chances to have an olive tree in the pacific northwest. Not really the Mediterranean Sea… Oliver grew slowly, and a few years ago, he really struggled to survive. But this year, he is radiant and gave us, for the first time, abundant production of sizable olives. I am so Jazzed!