Olive Trees in the Holy Land

Olive Trees in the Holy Land

by Vasilii Polenov, 1879

Food and shade. Oil and good for the eyes.

The trunk slinks into the dirt, winding its way to the unseen drops. The same bend, the same leaves, the same bark, and branches, knots, and even olives have been here for generations. The workers and the wanderers have the same conversations. (And in a place like Israel, where the weather is always the same, you westerners can imagine how dull that gets after three thousand years.)


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