Ya'ara's Photo Album - Moments in her life
Letters - Friends and Family write to Ya'ara
Songs - Songs Ya'ara loved
Fairies - The enchanted world of Fairies
You are welcome to share your thoughts and feelings
Sunrise
...You
must watch the sun rise with me one day. It's just amazing!!
First, the
air is cool and there's a smell of morning. Then it starts getting light and the
birds begin chirping. The light is pleasant; a pale bluish light with the fragrance
of dew, of a good morning, and the air is cool and good to breathe.
It
stays like this quite a long time. Then, around ten to six, the sky begins to
redden. Then you see that one place gets particularly red. And suddenly, among
the buildings, one corner of the sun emerges in shining orange and then, like
a rising ball floating in water, this corner grows and rises and, very slowly,
the entire sun becomes visible. It's an incredible sight, the buildings colored
an indescribable orange.
If there are clouds above or around the sun,
especially as it goes into them, the sun's rays emerge and the clouds they touch
turn from blue-gray to soft white that you just wants to touch them or rest the
head on them.
Even if the rays can't be seen touching the cloud and painting
it white, its edge is a wonderful shining white.
No matter what, from
time to time, you just have to stay and watch the sun rise. It's even more beautiful
than watching sun set over the sea. It's just the most amazing sight and it makes
me want to go out for a walk and breathe in the air.
Every now and then
you simply have to see this magic.
Ya'ara
From a letter to Yuval
This is what Ya'ara was like
Ya'ara
was born on the 9th February, 1980.
She had big blue eyes; golden curly
hair, dimples and a wide smiling mouth.
Ya'ara grew up a child of Nature.
She loved animals, trees, flowers and golden fields, the blue of the sea and sky,
and the beauty of Nature.
Her beauty was combined with music, art, the youth
movement and many dreams.
For 18 years Ya'ara floated among us like a
Good Fairy scattering her magic dust.
On 31st October 1998, Ya'ara was
struck down by a violent germ that broke off the dreams, the beauty and the music.
We hope that, today, all the Good Fairies are floating around her and scattering
their magic dust for her.
