Early in the morning I often walk out onto this hilltop west of the village of Birzeit. Some mornings a mist hugs the hills around the town. These early mornings are a wonderful relief before the sun burns through and the scorching heat of the day begins.
The stones have been formed by the winds and sand.
Yesterday I saw a fox about 30 yards away. It looked different from the foxes I've seen in America. Often these moments provide a flash and connection to a biblical text - 'its the little foxes that ruin the vine.'
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