The air rolling over the Palestinian hills is different, The mists don’t bite quite they way they did a week or so ago. And the sun is hanging higher in the afternoon sky turning the condensing sea air into a luminous haze.
The agricultural traditions are stirring again. Seedlings are stacked for sale along the sidewalk near the downtown market,
The gardens that surround the classic Palestinian stone houses are starting to bloom.
A spring time specialty - green almonds - are sold on every corner. These are a tonic of sorts and have a flavour not unlike the green apples of early summer in Ontario.
And goats and sheep have been put out to graze on new grass
And as in Egypt, farmers who have for generations grazed their livestock on certain lands now guide their herds down crowded streets through traffic undeterred that once rocky pastures have shrunk to size of vacant lots within spreading suburbs.
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