Strange Bitha

What a strange moshav, fifteen minutes away from Beersheva. I must say that I thought I fell in love with this place. But most correctly, I fell in love with one its human. Thus I started documenting all these things I observed. Birds, insect, views. I bought a new lens for the occasion, the kinda one that push you three steps forwards. This paradise soon enough became a place that I hate. It became unwelcoming, to me and him. But still, I keep it in good mind.