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A fig tree reflected in an inch of water, for Weekend Reflections.
The water was moving slowly but surely into an ancient irrigation canal, beginning its descent into the wild wadi.
The water emerges from a spring inside the mountain.
I often go down there for an evening walk, when all the waders and hikers are gone and only a the jackals remain.
This photo is from February, after some good winter rains.
The area around my village in the Jerusalem Hills [aka Judean Hills] is blessed with many ancient springs.
And I am blessed that I can walk to all of them on foot.
As a girl who grew up in the big city Chicago, I always dreamed of someday living near wild nature.
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Friday, May 31, 2013
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You and me both, Dina. Neither of us made it exactly to the wilderness, but having the big city close by and nature at our feet, we get the best of both worlds.
ReplyDeleteHi Dina! I'm taking a breather after finishing my blog posts about the China trip. Now I have to work on the photo album. We're so busy this summer that it's wearing me out.
ReplyDeleteI LOVE wadis. The rock formations are so interesting. There was a really amazing one in the Jordanian desert.
After the city that must be marvellous!
ReplyDeleteNot that I'm too keen on jackals mind.
If nature means jackals, I'll keep my noisy and dirty city...
ReplyDeleteVP cracks me up!
ReplyDeletePromise of figs. Sounds good to me.
What a lovely spot to have in walking distance to you...you are lucky to live in an area so rich in history!!!
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