Greetings from my old stomping grounds, The Olive Walk and Fleming House’s Big Red cannon, fired in peace each morning of Finals Week.
Greetings from my old stomping grounds, The Olive Walk and Fleming House’s Big Red cannon, fired in peace each morning of Finals Week.
One response to “Olives and Artillery”
Olive trees outlive us. The land belongs beneath their feet and their fruit to their tenders. Let others not take them by violence.
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