Yesterday was an "at home" day. That meant that I had to walk. I just couldn't bear the thought of two solitary circuits or even one of my action "chats" with a friend instead of over coffee and cake around the neighborhood. Mid-morning I called up my chief walking partner:
"I need to take a walk."
"I really don't feel like walking around the neighborhood."
"How about walking to and from Shvut Rachel?" (That's the community just east of us, a kilometer's distance of gentle hills on an unpaved road.)
And that's what we did!
Over thirty years ago when we started looking for a yishuv to make our home, I was turned off by those that looked like small walled ghettos. I felt claustrophobic. I wanted a community where I could walk and not feel fenced in. Modern Shiloh isn't walled in, and that's one of the reasons I felt so at home here from my very first visit.