A peek into life in small-town, rural Lebanon. A quiet Sunday morning on the streets of Hasroun.
Tending the land with available tools. Irrigation trenches and make-shift tomato supports, not so much to stake but to simply keep plants from resting on the surface of the ground.
Farewell to our guest house and gorgeous breakfast memories.
Red-roofed Hasroun as seen from beyond town.
The ancient little chapel; frequented by generations…
Jimmy, Madeleine, Ted and the Yellow Car.
I wish I had a caption: leave one in the comments if you’re struck with something fitting.
Political leaders marry Catharine Zeta Jones look-alikes (see sign in upper corner).
Weathered spaces and places. Lives lived and tended. For centuries.
And we pass through in the blink of an eye…
More posts from Hasroun, Lebanon and surrounds:
- Wildflowers, Cherries, and a Sunset: Visiting the Qadisha Valley
- Homemade Preserves: Savoring Breakfast in Hasroun, Lebanon