This is our olive tree, growing rapidly on my beloved dog's grave. As olives are a sign of peace ("put out an olive branch"), things must be going well, as this tree starts producing hundreds of kalamata olives ready for me to pickle. They start off green, then turn deep purple-black, when ready to be picked. The don't taste very nice straight off the tree, hence the pickling.
They make for a brilliant snack when pickled, and even better when olive oil is squeezed from them. Looks like I can try both, with olives a plentiful coming our way.
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