Having basically only two seasons here at my home, 8 months of summer and four of winter at the best seems to make these cool winter days clear winter skies and bright colors all that more precious. Even after over thirty years living here on the kibbutz I still can’t get my head totally around the fact that winter means green, but green it is. Running here is a real privilege, I just leave my house and in less than two minutes I’m off on my way to the Gilboa mountains. Of course, I stop frequently to catch photos and my breath! Trying my best to stock up on the cool air knowing good and well that in only a short time the cool air will be exchanged for the extreme summer heat we are famous for.