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It’s the nearness that astonishes me. Mythical names. Biblical names. Names that possess an otherworldliness that separates them from reality. And yet there they are now, right before my eyes as I survey the landscape: Jericho, Jerusalem. Across the Dead Sea, close, but just beyond reach. On the drive down from Amman, the driver, Mohammed,
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Sunday afternoon and the sky is overcast and threatening. July, and the rain is going to pour again for yet another day. But I’m restless. All this weather imposed containment, in the middle of summer, makes me jittery. To hell with the elements. I need to get out. I need to run. Anyone who runs
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I love the way nature can catch you by suprise and force you to stop and take it in. These patterns in the snow, caused by the wind, fascinated me the moment I saw them. This photo is in The Guardian as part of the World Forum On Enterprise And The Environment exhibition at Oxford
