I do not like autumn, it seems a sad season, but I have admit that a garden in autumn has its own charm, winds of magic. The landscape is covered with color, bright red, yellow, light green, dark green and olive green. Yes, we also have an olive tree in the park outside our house, I planted a flower bed in the middle of the brick, ornamental purposes, then they left it there, no one is concerned with prune or water and can not understand how it can draw nourishment from a sandpit, which in summer is being stormed by children armed with bucket and spade ...
Yet this year the tree is full of olives, I like to think that the happiness of the children have welcomed it and so has decided to reward us by covering it with fruit. In the afternoon, after school, some kid is playing for an hour or less, but soon winter will be, the real one. The olive tree was not to overtake anyone, will remain alone in the middle of the park, waiting for the arrival of spring and children, who will compete to climb it.
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