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A Blue-Chrome Sky | An Israeli Poem

A Blue-Chrome Sky | An Israeli Poem - 27 December, 2025  A blue-chrome sky The rain, or rather the on-and-off deluge,  has polished the skies to a bright chrome.  Large clouds strive to hide our solid sun  but the light pace like a hidden metronome Flood-filled grays tried its best to reign But the blue would often glow through Or at least sent a few bright rays Turning the storm clouds a lighter hue Dark and charcoal and ash-grey colours With loud noise and scary-looking shadows Eventually fracture over our ancient hilltops In Israel the melody of light never stops.  Flood-filled grays tried its best to reign  But the blue would often glow through  Or at least sent a few bright rays  Turning the storm clouds a lighter hue  In Israel the melody of light never stops Zichron Yaakov, 27 December, 2025

The Glass Museum at Kibbutz Nachsolim

Kibbutz Nachsolim is right next to Hof Dor (Dor beach), one of my favorite beaches here in Israel. I usually walk right past the kibbutz, straight into the clear (and wonderfully cool) Mediterranean sea!

The Glass Factory Museum 

But a while ago I had the chance to visit the glass museum on the kibbutz and I was surprised at the amazing treasures housed in there. It is not just about glass - even though glass was the reason the building was originally built.

The museum took its name from an extremely well-equipped and state-of-the-art glass bottle factory that the Baron Rothschild had built in 1891 right next to the beach. The glass factory was to supply bottles to the wineries in Zichron Yaakov using the sand from the nearby beach. The chemist Meir Dizengoff ( later the first major of Tel Aviv's) oversaw the bottle making process.

Not a bad idea one might think - but nobody had bothered to check the sand's suitability to be made into bottles. The glass  factory did make bottles .... but the glass of the bottles was too dark and the 'uppity' wine-makers of Zichron Yaakov refused to buy the bottles.  And on top of everything, many of the factory workers succumbed to malaria, and after five years the glass factory was closed.

The old glass factory was nearly pulled down but then the Dutch marine archeologist Kurt Raveh showed up. He, with the help of volunteers and kibbutznikim rebuild the old glass factory with stone from old Roman ruins. The 'new' building was turned into a museum and house some amazing finds.

    

Hof Dor was a harbor in the Bible times and an important trading center. Many artifacts were brought up out of the sea or dug out from the nearby archeology site, Tel Dor. In the museum you can see various relics such as Roman fertility dolls, a Crusader sword, a 1948 pistol from the War of Independence and a large cannon dumped by Napoleon.

                                   
Ancient Grecian urn - those old Greeks must have really loved their urns! They are everywhere :)

This beautiful beach was obviously more than just a place for a nice swim!  The staff at the museum were very well informed and me and my fellow museum goers were following our guide with open mouths. Our children were entertained with a puzzle whose answers they had to hunt for throughout the museum.

The view from the excavation site - Tel Dor

If you ever visit the northern part of Israel - come and visit the glass museum. There is lots to see and you can even go for a dip in Mediterranean afterwards. Who knows...you might even find some treasure at the bottom of the sea! It has happened before.

Here is some more information about the glass museum, the Mizgaga in Hebrew and here is Kurt Naveh's web site.
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