11 am hike to the secret olive grove. I was hoping for some flowers popping up...crocuses, irises...but there was nothing. It's going to start raining again so I am clear to go away for a week. I won't miss anything.
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| Snow in the hills above my house. |
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| In the secret olive grove. |
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| What heaven might look like. |
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| Looking North east. |
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| Boar tracks in the mud. |
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| Across from the secret grove is the well taken care of grove. There trees are very old. |
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| Post roll. I call her Dirtsy. |
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| dogs chilling while I'm shooting something. They have become much more patient...as long as there is grass to chew on. |
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| Moss |
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