I love this photo.
The Muslim opens a sabra for a nun while the Jew takes their picture.
During sabra season, this Arab woman sits on the ground at Denmark Square in Jerusalem
and sells the sabras she has brought from home.
At prayer time she spreads a little rug among the bushes and prays.
She is the only Muslim woman I have ever seen praying in public.
I like her. Someday I will find a way to open a conversation.
So far it has only been, "Please, may I take a picture of you and the sister and the sabra, no faces?"
In yesterday's post, readers and I talked about sabras and Sabras.
But you know, tsabar is originally an Arabic word; it was adopted by modern Hebrew.
Sabra cactus can grow to five meters tall and is also very wide.
Arab farmers used to plant them in rows as living fences against intruders.
Whenever I am out hiking and come across a straightish line of sabras "in the middle of nowhere," I can guess that there might have been a village there around the middle of the previous century.