The most meaningful place in Israel for me was the Sea of Galilee. We stayed at a bed and breakfast above the Sea of Galilee and this painting was done from my bedroom window. Below us was a sheep fold. The shepherd came out every morning and took the sheep up to higher pasture. There was only one gate at the front. At the rear of the pen the shepherd seemed to be feeding and separating some of the sheep. The roof of the fold could have been in Alabama as it was a beautiful tin, but the trees behind were indigenous to Israel and few. There were rocks everywhere. Above the sheep pen were very expensive mansions.