A steady rain through the night provided water to parched earth, and turned the mountains a darker hue. They glowed a coppery gold in the last light of the day.
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The stair rail leading up to the trapeza (the monastery refectory) has been worn smooth over the years.
Clouds passing overhead create patterns of light and shadow on the mountains opposite the monastery.
Ruined dry stone walls to the north above the monastery
Rough plaster and weathered boards at storeroom 24, behind the Burning Bush.
The cliffs to the south of the monastery at sundown.
My cactus in bloom. Cacti are intruders from the New World.
A patch of sunlight on a whitewashed wall behind the Burning Bush. The projecting beams supporting the roof to the right are closer, and the shadows more distinct. A picket fence is farther away, creating shadows that are more diffuse.
A post is connected to a brace with a dovetailed tenon. The brace has been cut on both sides with a reverse ogee profile. Everything is then held in place with hand forged nails. This is Sinai woodworking from many years ago.
The flowers of the Burning Bush open with lilac coloured petals.
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