(All photos can be enlarged with a click and then another click.)
"Shalom and welcome! I'm the banana-mouthed snowman of Dina's village in the Jerusalem Hills!"
For the first time in five years, our moshav woke up to a white winter wonderland.
Here's the other side of my street.
This is the first and only time I saw chains on a car wheel in Israel.
Wait a minute--are those paperclips??
In the foreground is my yard; on the far horizon to the right, Jerusalem sits in a cloud of its own snow.
By late morning the temperature was rising to above freezing and wet snow started sliding off trees onto my neck. brrr!
The sun came out for a few minutes and I saw some blue sky for the first time this week.
Oops. Who's got a chainsaw to open the path?
The red geranium didn't know what hit it.
Nor did the ktalav, the Eastern Strawberry tree.
The olive trees were straining under the weight of wet snow.
The green grass of winter looked so bright in the sunlight.
After 2.5 hours of picture-taking I came home and the precipitation was already becoming more like rain.
But Jerusalem was again visible across the valley.
It was impossible for me to get into the city because the buses stopped running.
But you can see Jerusalem snow pictures in the newspapers:
The Times of Israel
And about the weather damage all over the country: Ynet
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