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Actually, he's my two-year-old grandson that I've been keeping while his mommy adjusts to feeding and caring for his twin sisters.
We had a small rain before sunrise which shook loose the yellow tea
olive blossoms. Now they're making a carpet on the back steps. The smell is heavenly. Too bad their blooming is of such a short duration.
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