As we head into Oliver we see field after field of grapes, cherry and peach trees .... and every few miles there is yet another delightful little family run fruit stand. This is certainly a fruit plentiful area.
These mature peach trees looked like soldiers lined up in row after row. We are too early to take advantage of their bounty. How sad!
I love gates of any kind....
And stone walls... this is what I imagine Ireland looks like, only much greener. One day soon I hope to see for myself.
An entire planting of peach trees in a gully of sorts... interesting. I wonder if it has to do with irrigation?