Grass hopper
Richard came up to us yesterday smiling. He pointed at one place in the jar with olives he was holding in his hand. We started to feel bad. We couldn’t believe that our distraction reached size of big grass hopper : ) It turned out that the jar was filled up before Christmas that is at time we used to work with Cornerstone girls. We all agreed that talking with them was the reason for our shameful overlook (on the third olive from down):


Next post goes to Poland to my friend Bartka. I am going to satisfy his curiosity on olive grow. Believe me, it is an exotic thing for someone who lives in cold European country and in addition he is a doctor :)
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