Day 1 on Day 2

So driving to the village from
Beer Sheva took about an hour. It
was a great drive through the desert.
Surprisingly, there is not much here
but the desert, which is really full of
stuff. Ezuz is just lovely.

So if I don't get these pictures on there today I'm afraid they will fall by the wayside. So here is my introduction to Ezuz.

  These are the images that you see coming down the road and then you see the cafe right when you turn into the village.

Here is some stuff that I found just around the village. There are so many artifacts just laying about it is wonderful to imagine the comings and goings of the people who've been here. This place is so much like where I grew up in that it is rural and there are farms. The desert is a bit different, though. This has really caused me to reflect on how lucky I was to grow up in and around the pine woods, oak hammocks, and swampy lowlands of Florida. As pretty and exotic as it is here, when I think of the ideal place to be it is central Florida--or maybe it is the central Florida of my childhood.

Okay, so day two. I slept really well since I'd been up for nearly 24 hours. Getting here and settled was fun and a bit unsettling--see what I did there? I got to meet everyone, but I cannot remember everyone's names. The is Avi, who is the dad and his wife. There are two daughters; the oldest is 13. The younger one, Lulu, whose real name is Lily, reminds me very much of

This was our first task today. We had to cut the fruit that could
not be sold whole so that it could be sun dried. Lulu is on the
right and Shelby, a volunteer from Canada is on the left.
The volunteer in the center is from France.

another Lily at home. Lulu is 10 years old, but is fiercely independent and mature because she has to do so much around the farm. Today she taught us how to count to ten in Hebrew--she is quite the task master!

And why didn't I start with the image of my first sunrise you ask. I don't know. But here it is.