Friday, June 6, 2014

Left behind

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I walked down to the open land just outside of Meitar this evening.
It is vast desert and a little forest you can have all to yourself, especially right before and after sunset.

But why was there a pair of big black shoes and an empty pair of jeans at the foot of the Israel National Trail marker??
Suddenly it felt kind of creepy to be all alone and I turned toward home.
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13 comments:

Adullamite said...

A wise move. Who knows what was over the hill! :)

Virginia said...

I think you were wise. I'm afraid you might have been standing there when the owner came back for his things! :) Now THAT would be quite a shot for your blog.

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William Kendall said...

One wonders if alcohol was involved in the case of "where did my pants and shoes go"...

Petrea Burchard said...

Love your "rapturous" title, Dina. ;)

Cloudia said...

forlorn. Glad you hurried away

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Sara said...

Hmmm, I would have done the same!

VP said...

Selective rapture?

Karl Demetz said...

You did well, Dina, you never know ... however, it could also be just a kind of work-art...?

Birdman said...

I agree, kinda strange. It would be if I came across these items too. Creepy's the word.

GreensboroDailyPhoto said...

Very memorable is that point at which one goes from feeling save and secure to afraid. The jeans and shoes would have done it for me, too!

Sarah Beuzeville said...

I'm wondering what the significance of the three rocks on the left of the jeans is?

Dina said...

Sarah, hmm, I didn't notice the three stone arrangement.
The desert is covered with stones.

Hilda said...

Between the goat leg and this, I would have hotfooted it back home, too.

It's mighty intriguing, though, and I hope you find out what it was all about—even if it's just to satisfy your curiosity.