She looked down on other Ruhama Riders–but they didn't mind a bit
________________________________________________________ By Ulla Hadar KIBBUTZ RUHAMA, Israel — A slight gentle movement and the basket lifted of the ground. The fields still were covered with the morning dusk and the sky was only beginning to show pink and yellow colors. Was this a dream or had my dream come true? I had to pinch […]
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