After a steep, heart-racing ascent to the top of Nazareth, we descended into a valley covered in spring wildflowers. We walked through areas with brushes blooming at our shoulders, knees, and ankles. We hope to remember this array of color over the litter in other areas.
The 16-year-olds had a cat counting contest and coaxed the sheep herds into a vocal response. We skirted commercial medicinal agriculture greenhouses and olive orchards on our way to Zippori National Park and its archaeological digs. A long day’s journey ended in Cana at the infamous church commemorating Jesus’ first miracle in the gospel of John, our devotion for the day.