There are many activities here that are still done in the traditional manner as they have been for hundreds of years.
This spring heralded lots of green growth after the wet winter that we had. I watched in fascination as this growth in the valley where we live was pulled by hand and collected to be feed to the sheep. Huge piles of the green growth were collected and tied together and the hauled to a waiting ute to take to back to the sheep.
This ute load took all day to pull and collect.
I love watching of an early evening, as the sun is starting to send it’s lengthening rays through the valley, the shepherds bringing their sheep down from the hills and home to their encampments. I loved that the shepherd was lovingly carrying the smallest member of the flock home.
The crops have already ripened and harvesting has begun just up from the Bedouin camp. This is also done by hand from first light to last light, with bent over back, first harvesting the ripe heads of wheat, followed by pulling the stubble for animal food.
There is a peacefulness watching these traditional methods in play.