Observations about life in Israel from a Canadian immigrant's perspective.
It was a Saturday morning. After walking the dog, we were relaxing on our favorite bench, enjoying the views of the Kinneret and the Golan. Fields of mustard bloomed all around, the Kinneret sparkled, and everything felt fresh, balmy, calm. Birds were busy nest building, planning a future. Spring was in the air. Friends walked… Continue reading Groundhog Day
Come September, the Israeli landscape is parched, crunchy, yellowed, and prickly. It is as if nature is spent and experiencing symptoms of advanced old age; plants are skeletal, withered, grey, their stems fractured bones. They are exhausted, save for seeds that many will spread to ensure a future generation. For the next big event in… Continue reading Weed Whacking
December is dedicated to the dump truck. With land excavations mostly done, it was time for the filling to come. The large bulldozer left and the dump trucks arrived, leaving pile upon pile of compost and mulch. Meanwhile, a small bulldozer ferried pile upon pile of mulch and soil across the property. For most of the month… Continue reading December is Dedicated to the Dump Truck
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