under the olive tree

A couple of weeks ago (yes I'm that far behind on pictures), both girls were super cranky about...well, who knows what they were cranky about.  But they were cranky. So, we walked down to the olive tree at the bottom of the field and played for a while.

Did you know that picking shriveled olives, pulling dried weeds, and hollering at the dogs is quality entertainment?  It is.

And wouldn't you know it, after a very short while, no one was cranky anymore.