We made a trip to the Skouras winery for essentials and saw early Spring manifest.

When you see new life emerging from a weathered, withered, twisted lump of wood, it’s easy to understand the ancients’ belief that divine intervention was involved.

These are the buds on an olive tree. Almost impossibly tiny, each could be hidden behind the head of a pin.

Lavender. Because Susan is a lavender fetishist.