At around 4:00 PM on Thursday, my daughter noticed a fire on the roof of a building. I called the fire department, and was told they were on their way. It was scary to watch burning intensely for so long, and even scarier when we heard a loud boom.
Eventually several trucks, police cars and ambulances turned up and they sealed off the street near our intersection. It turned out that a gas canister had caught on fire and exploded. The roof was severely damaged, but no one was hurt.
Israelis love hoopoes, and voted them in as its national bird. I spotted this pair digging in the local park:
For more of this week’s summer stock photos, see Robin’s blog.
Last week’s entry:
Robin from Around the Island started Summer Stock Sunday, a photo meme. Click on the links below to see what other bloggers have posted.
Pitangos
A few years ago, a friend pointed out a pitango tree with its tangy, red berries that ripen throughout the late spring and early summer. I would have gone through life not knowing that the berries are edible. This tree, like many, was used as a border along a fence.
Despite their color, the berries are hard to spot but oh, what a reward. The tastiest ones are so dark to be nearly purple. Orange ones are sour. The berries are more pit than fruit, but no one minds.
Here’s my daughter with a handful of summer treasures:
I have a guest post up about tandem nursing at the Mommy News Blog. Although my daughter is wearing a kippah in the accompanying picture, it’s not meant as any kind of feminist statement. At five years old she no longer wears one. Anyway, now you all know how “radical” I am/was.
Israel is a country of contradictions. You can walk down the street and find futuristic robots , a herd of goats, or the owner of a horse and cart making a sale.
My husband made up a song he calls, “Do you know the watermelon horse?,” based on the song about the muffin man. When the children don’t want to get dressed he tells them a story about a child who tries to buy watermelon. The watermelon man won’t sell to the child because he or she doesn’t have on a shirt, shoes, or whatever.
The police closed off our street yet a third time on Friday because of what turned out to be a bag of used clothes left at the bus stop. This time of year people often leave used clothes in good condition at the side of the road. This bag was closed but I don’t know what is happening. Perhaps the neighbors have become more vigilant.
Today we went to the Poleg Nature Reserve near Netanya. The big attraction is this sand dune that the kids can roll down:
Two kids stayed there to dig a hole while the rest of us went down to the beach. As we approached, my five-year-old said, “I see tisha yarchei leida.” I guess those kites do look like moons, but there were a lot more than nine.
Explanation for non-Hebrew speakers: She was quoting a line from a song sung at the Passover seder referring to nine months of pregnancy. In Hebrew, the word for month and moon is the same.
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