pass and spare them. Wherever, as here on these marshy flats, there is fresh water, the shores of the Dead Sea are luxuriantly clothed in sub-tropical verdure, as at Engedi. We were disappointed in not finding the Dead Sea dead enough. Birds do fly across it, and there is no particular curse about it, it is simply a lake in the desert. Still, its immediate shore of pebbles with the withered branches cast up thereon gave som
Spirituality, Mind-Body, Gender, Ecology, Ageing, Peace, Scrapbook (in English and Korean)
