Men at Work

workinghardMen at work, building houses, with sticks, cement and steel rods. That’s what is used around here throughout Palestine.

Breaking onto the other side

Ran on a new trail this morning, punching through the other side of the tunnel under the railroad tracks, definitely noticing a stark contrast between an Arab town and an Israel national park.

Reasons for Moving

We tackled the same trail as the last week’s long run, but a bit farther. The hills seemed to have grown steeper, however. That’s the ONLY explanation why my pace was so slow! 🙂
I often recite this poem by Mark Strand when I feel tired, close to the end. I have my own reasons for running. What is yours?

Keeping Things Whole (by Mark Strand)

In a field
I am the absence
of field.
This is
always the case.
Wherever I am
I am what is missing.

When I walk
I part the air
and always
the air moves in
to fill the spaces
where my body’s been.

We all have reasons
for moving.
I move
to keep things whole.


Embracing Darkness

Shot some pictures for a school outing/party today. This one was my favorite, seeing the light paint with shadows. We often try out best to avoid the darkness. Instead, we need to embrace it. Light then becomes more beautiful, more radiant, more powerful.

Imagination with No Rules

When we were kids, our imagination had no rules. It was free. It was boundless.
As we grow older, however, we clamp it down. It becomes sluggish, then rigid. It gets overshadowed by ‘real’ responsibilities.
I tell my students to see beyond the noise, painting their minds with light, rediscovering beauty that surrounds us all, that they don’t have to travel far and beyond.
This week’s assignment was to think like a child, to see a shape that looks like an animal. This student captured a cloud that looks like our school mascot, JSB Tiger. The cloud up there the whole time, but he is probably the only one who has seen it. Good job, Bashar!

Good Eggs

A couple of our hens started producing eggs last week. It’s quite ironic that the white one lays light tan eggs; the light tan hen, white eggs.
No matter what the color, it’s pretty hard to beat free range organic chicken eggs for natural rich source of protein and vitamins.

Four Puppies

The landlord of the school property used have four puppies, but they all died of some horrible disease.  A few months later, however, 4 more puppies strayed into his yard from somewhere.

They remind me of my first dog.
I grew up in Korea with four sisters.
We had a dog named Happy.
It was customary at the time, to give dogs English names.
Happy was very happy when she had five puppies; four white females,one black male.
Naturally, the black one was mine.  I named him Puppy.
All puppies and Happy were very happy, until one cold rainy day.
All puppies, other than Puppy, drowned.
Happy was no longer happy. She stopped eating afterwards. She then died,probably of a broken heart.
Puppy grew, but wild.
He growled, barked and bit.
We loved him, but it wasn’t enough.
He was put down.


Good Night Chickens

We trained our chickens to go up to the coop on the first day by showing them how to walk up the steps. They got a hang of it after a couple of nights. This is the ritual they go through every evening.
On a technical note, it was getting dim, so I cranked up the ISO to 800, set the shutter speed at 1/50 in a shutter priority mode. It turned out like it was taken at daylight!