Huge limestone rocks fill the shoreline of what remains of Herod the Great’s Harbor in Caesarea. Dozens of cats scramble among them – their ancestors have lived here for centuries. I found this black cat perched on one of those rocks, looking out to sea in a light drizzle. The cat anchors the foreground, its tail lodged neatly in the lower left hand corner of the frame. The colors move us through the image; beginning with the richly saturated rocks, back through a pale green sea, to the white crest of the crashing waves, a blue gray sky, and looming rain clouds in the background. The image is timeless – the cat represents continuity that defines the nature of this ancient place. What is going on below those pointed ears? The image makes us think like a cat.