Thankfully, this week has brought bountiful rain, blessing the entire natural world of Israel with the flow of life.
As the clouds were coming over from Jerusalem to the Judean foothills, I headed out for a little hike. Leaving Ramat Beit Shemesh, I walked south over Milk Thistle Hill, and then hooked onto the Israel National Trail. After crossing the ancient road that cuts through the Elah Valley (known today as Route 375), the trail climbs up Socho hill from the west - probably the same way the Jewish camp took when they went there to watch David battle Goliath.
Do you know where the native comfrey plant grows? It doesn't have the alkaloids that Russian and American comfrey has. I think I saw some growing in the Ela valley; maybe I'm mistaken. Or the Ben Shemen forest. I kept a comfrey plant thriving on my windowsill for 4 years - would only harvest the leaves, for herbal remedies. I would so much love to bring another one home.
Do you know where the native comfrey plant grows? It doesn't have the alkaloids that Russian and American comfrey has. I think I saw some growing in the Ela valley; maybe I'm mistaken. Or the Ben Shemen forest. I kept a comfrey plant thriving on my windowsill for 4 years - would only harvest the leaves, for herbal remedies. I would so much love to bring another one home.
Biblical history comes alive... and blooms. Thank you!