The windswept desert morphs into one great hope from the cliffs of Mitzpeh Yericho
IT started with an invitation from my son and daughter-in-law, some 15 years ago: “We found the place we’d like to settle in. Want to see it?”
Mitzpeh Yericho, they called it — “the Jericho Overlook” — a small dot in the heart of the Judean Desert.
My kids were buying a house… in the desert? We were veteran olim from New York, not Bedouin wanderers. We’d never even owned a dog — were we now supposed to invest in a camel?
Still, I swallowed my doubts and made the trip — and I was surprised. Surprised and impressed.
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