Things are starting to wind down a bit. No more digging down, just cleaning up. Cleaning our "loose", shaving the sides (the balk) and articulating structures. (Bill, see that dirt up against that wall? Clean it off. Yes sir.) Buff up the stones, draw a diagram and take a picture.
At 4pm today, my little clock/thermometer read 104F in the shade. Fortunately we leave the site at 11:30 and our air conditioning is working fine!
Udo is a kibbutz resident who BBQs our chicken wings on Saturday nights. We walked by his place on our tour of this gated community. There was a bit of "folk art", and the quotes are needed, around his place so John and I went back this afternoon to take a few pictures at his residence "Graceland". Here he is with a Syrian artillery shell: