I watched the full tourist buses enter and leave the National Park at Capernum. The entire time I was standing there, they were coming and going. Being me, I wondered how many of those folks broke lose from their tours and explored on their own.
Me? I’ve not been on an Israeli tour for decades. Really. I find much deep meaning in exploring the Upper Galilee, the Golan, Ramat Hanadiv on the Mediterranean, Binyamina and more. I’m seeking Israeli butterflies and at the same time I’m totally immersed in the Land, in the HolyLand. Few, including my own family, understand. I’m fine, for I understand. My roots there go back, all the way back to King David, Moses, Aaron, Joseph, Benjamin, Rachel, Leah, Jacob, Isaac and Abraham & Sarah.
This very rare HolyLand butterfly, Nordmannia Myrtale was shot on the peak of Mt. Hermon. I knew at the time that the top of that mountain hosted butterflies not found anywhere else, and seeing her, as Joshua and Jesus must have, Rocks! me, it does. Rocks me!