'Twas the Monday before elections, and San Francisco had finally hit its summer. The office was languid, melted slightly by the weather outside, and my coworker had somehow decided to torture me with photos from his trip to Corsica some time ago. As three of us were drooling over photos of lush mountainside olive groves, the following conversation took place:

K: I would love to have an olive tree.
D: I would love to have an olive grove.
J: I... would just like to own land in Corsica.

Ok, I clearly need to "think bigger".