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Notes from the Kibbutz

A few leftover thoughts from our Kibbutz near the Golan
Heights.
We stayed in these wonderful individual cottages, each
with an outdoor deck overlooking the whole Hula valley.
The grounds were filled with peacocks, whom each evening
at dusk, would climb on the rooftops and call each other
to come watch the sunset. They would stand in absolute
silence as if participating in some sort of prayer or
ritual to hail the end of another day. It was quite a
sight to behold, and made us stop whatever we were doing
to watch along with them. The flip side of this peacock
coin was the insidious sound they made at the dawn of the
new day. They may have been beautifully silent at dusk,
but their early morning honks and squawks became nature's
unwelcome alarm.

The surrounding landscape seemed to come alive with sights
and sounds as the moon worked its way through the
star-filled night sky. Annie and I shared four minutes of
magic as a crescent moon lilted over Mt. Hermon in the
distance. It was so close, we could almost reach out and
grab it in our hands. We watched in a tranquil trance, as
this large orange glow was swallowed by the mountain.
Have you even taken a few moments out of your life to
actually watch the moon set? Better yet, and earlier in
the evening, make it a point to watch the moon rise.
I promise, you will never be the same.

The visuals that night were hard to beat, but I would be
remiss if I didn't mention the aural highlights as well.
In the distance, we heard the howling and yipping of what
I assumed must have been coyotes. At times, they sounded
as if they were within mere feet of the deck, but other
times they would call to each other from across the
valleys and ridges. Were they alerting the others to an
impending feast? Were Annie and I to be their prize?
Coyotes certainly would not have anything to do with
humans, but the sound was different enough to cause me to
guess that these vociferous creatures may be something
else. Retiring to the safety of the cabin just seemed the
right thing to do. The following morning, I learned our
noisy nocturnes were jackals!
Karla and Annie Ross

Israel Poem

It all started Sunday morning with two long flights,

A perfect time to resolve any ongoing fights.

Flying through Israel we had the perfect bird's eye view,

But of what we could see we barely knew!

Then upon landing we all gathered and said the shehechiyanu,

It was such a touching moment- watery eyes did ensue.

Shortly after we were all in for a surprise...

a mountainous dinner- humus, salad, falafel, chicken and fries!

The next morning we visited Independence Hall,

By listening to the guide we realized nothing short of amazing did befall.

Later, armed with buckets and shovels, we dug through the sand,

And uncovered pottery at the Beit Guvrin Caves of an ancient land.

Soon we arrived at the renowned Bedouin tents,

Stories, camel rides and food- all very interesting events!

Then at 3:30 we were up and awake,

The Roman Ramps up to Masada we did take.

And as soon as the little yellow circle appeared in the sky,

Each person was so mesmerized- you could hear even the slightest sigh!

And after climbing down the snake path with shaky legs,

we all floated in the Dead Sea like kegs.

The next day the B'nai Mitzvahs did take place,

An incredible moment, as Jerusalem we did face.

The next morning we mourned for the heros of the holocaust at Yad Vashem,

Knowing that many of us would not exist without them.

That night we shared Shabbat with families in Modi'in,

The immediate bonds could be clearly seen.

On Saturday we enjoyed Shabbat for what it was meant to be-

Sleeping in and relaxing- we bathed in our glee.

The next day we were awed by Seeds of Peace,

A program that hopes to reconcile feuds in the Middle East.

Later we went up to Rabbi Goor's house for dessert and singing,

Which I'm sure to his neighbors was extremely entertaining!

The next day was packed to the limit,

between a winery, rafting, and a jeep tour, there wasn't a spare minute!

Soon we visited Haifa and Caesarea on the coast,

But it was the ice cream at the end that excited us most.

Then later to a munitions factory called the Ayalon Institute,

The methods and cover-ups used told us the people were quite astute.

Friday night we ended with a closing Shabbat service overlooking Tel Aviv,

And almost all of us decided that we weren't ready to leave.

Now as our trip draws to a close,

How amazing our time here has been really shows.

And some would say that we're going back home,

But to me that's exactly where we're standing now.  Shalom.

By Mel

A great hike to the Sataf Springs. Ellie and Annie with a
few Israeli soldiers.
When they are not in uniform, it is the law that they
carry their guns.

The afternoon ended with lunch at the mall and a stop at
the Kosher McDonald's. No McFalafel here! Karla Ross

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