Friday, March 18, 2011

March 11th: Somewhere in the Hilly Negev Desert around Eilat.

We hiked for 6 kilometers to this campsite where everyone's working to prepare dinner. These are the pure, nearly untouched hills of the Old. There's nothing here. This site is in the embrace of jagged mountains. Light pollution has yet to taint these skies. From the finest grain of sand to the gargantuan bolder, nature lives in harmony.

Streaks on the sides of mountains from previous engagement with other rocks suggests organization, order in a seemingly random world.

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