Sunday, February 16, 2014
Another great breakfast spread at the Dan Panorama in Tel Aviv, before heading out to the bus at 7:30 am. We drove north out of Tel Aviv looking at the newest and swankiest architecture in the area. Soon we started noticing agriculture, including banana trees, filling greenhouse-like nets. We also saw young grapevines, fruit orchards and a few stands of young olive trees. Our first destination was Caesarea, the important city of the Roman Period. Our destination were the aqueducts used to move water from the Galilee, I think. These aqueducts are right by the Mediterranean Sea, which was the most gorgeous gray-green-blue-aqua that day, with white foamed waves breaking. I could look at this all day. With the sandy, golden toned aqueducts at our backs, we all enjoyed the beach, hunting up smooth stones and beach glass.
Our next destination was a moshav in the Jezre’el Valley. cheap beats uk This is the setting for Meir Shalev’s novel, The Blue Mountain. Our group was slated to harvest beets for , an group that rescues/gleans food for the needy. Leket gets its name from the Biblical commandment by the same name to leave the forgotten gleanings and corners of the field for those in need. They warned us that it would be muddy and indeed it was sprinkling just before we arrived and I said, “Well, of course, this is Bet Ha’am and if we have garden work to do, it’s bound to be wet.” Sam Carignan and cheap beats I recalled the day we built the raised beds at Bet Ha’am in the pouring rain, water up to our calves, mud everywhere. Well, the mud at this moshav was like thick, wet clay. It so stuck to our shoes that it created wads inches thick.
Our supervisor was Sarit. She introduced us to an endless field of beets and demonstrated how to harvest them. These beets were huge and healthy. Remember, this is February… jealous, yet? Sadly, they had us toss the greens on the ground and any beet smaller than beats a walnut was cast to the ground to be plowed under. These are beets we would have treasured from our raised beds, but the beets we saved were gorgeous and plentiful. I think they loved the clay soil and generous fertilizer from the cows that share the same moshav. Our team dove into the work as the sun began to shine. We worked steadily, merrily for two hours. When we had finished, we had harvested 600 kilos (1200 pounds) of beautiful beets, enough to feed more than 130 families. Sababa! (Awesome!) I think we harvested several pounds of mud on our shoes, as well.
What a great time; what a great team! Yoram, http://www.capoeirauk.co.uk/ our tour educator and guide, said that he had never seen a group work so steadily and accomplish so much in the field. And I thought, “Of course, we are Bet Ha’am.” Though back on the bus, we did joke about changing the congregation’s name to Bet Ha-Mud, People of the Mud, or Mud Ha’am. As we drove towards Tsfat, we noticed the almond trees on the hills were in bloom.