Snow Day

As promised, Dr. Tucker, some daytime shots of Bat Ayin in the snow. All this accumulation was pretty much gone by the end of this same day.

Standing at the Yeshiva, this is the hill across the little valley, where the Arab village is. In between the two hills is the Emek HaElah, where Valley of the Oak (oak?), where David slew Goliath. The view opens all the way to the sea.


At the top of this shot is my humble (and somewhat leaky) home.

This is the other side of the hill where the Yeshiva is. Our side faces a hill with an Arab village on it. [It's funny, I never thought of Arabs in the snow before. But there they are.] This side faces another hill, which has a forest and a few natural spring mikvehs (ritual baths) and a lovely restaurant/cafe on the other side. What's amazing is to look down in that valley and see the line where the snow just stops, and everything is nice and brown. It's a little hard to tell in this shot, but the snow line is actually visible on the hill that holds Bat Ayin.

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The one and only Avraham Eliezer, who lives down there in that valley, where there ain't no snow. I wonder if he's got rain right now...

We sure as heck do. Last night was a howlin' wind and rain and lightning and thunder storm. I sat in my trailer alone and made Kiddush for Shabbes (the Sanctification of the Holy Sabbath), and watched the whole trailer shake. Squeakers was a bit freaked out as well. At one point, I thought that lightning had struck inside the trailer: there was a sudden flash of white right in front of my eyes. But the thunder was a second or two later, so it wasn't even that close. Must have been the angle of the light in the window. In any event, the rain has barely stopped since yesterday afternoon. Luckily I had a ton of heaters on, so I had a nice little Shabbat meal by myself. A tiny bit of bread and some amazing soup I made. I'm still on the juice fast, but had bread to honor Shabbat.

My chevruta (study partner) Ari came by and brought some delicious natural juices (and a sinful Almond-Ghat Leaf chocolate drink) from Uzi Eli, the Yemenite medicine man in Jerusalem who makes all sorts of wild concoctions. Today I went to the home of my friends Eliyahu and Rivka Adina Dror, and spent all all all day there, from 11am until 6pm,, then walked home in the fog and rain. It was a good Shabbes.

Hope you have a great week.

P.S. By way of complaint- when this nice little Yeshiva boy mentions a strip club and bacon in the same post, I expect some comments, fer cryin' out loud.