A hedgehog reminded me to keep seeing the beauty and wonder of the world around me at stressful times. I looked up at work and found myself parked under a ladened olive tree and had my camera on hand. It strikes me that maybe March is out of season for olives in New Zealand in the northern parts, but it makes me realise I know nothing of olives at all, except the tasting of them and that Athena offered the olive tree to the citizens of Athens when they were choosing their God. They chose Athena over Posideon, because the olive provided, wood, shelter and food and named their city after her. I'm sure that one day these olives will work themselves into a quilt.