My Israeli dream begins with the family
Between a city and a village
Suddenly the air smells like nature. Orchards and plowed fields. Light and space. You’ll be surprised how many stars stud the night sky while crickets play their evening symphony. You’ve always wanted your children to grow up freely. Close to nature, enjoying safe, open spaces, letting children feel truly fee to be themselves. Suddenly you can slow down. Give yourselves and your children truly important moments. Moments that make a home.
My home is here. In my Nachala Ba’moshava.
A red strawberry. Rows of cypress trees along the road. Green farmlands. The scent of citrus blossom fills the air. The wonderful fragrance of longing for Israeli springtime that makes its way into your heart like a Hebrew song. Into your roots. Into your words. All the Hebrew songs that you grew up on flood in like with a sudden love. Without noticing, you fell back in love with your language. With your country. With your identity. With who you are. With your Israeli home in Even Yehuda.
It’s so good that you’ve come home.
My Israeli dream begins with an intimate neighborhood
Nachala Ba’moshava
The Hamoshava project is located in the center of northern Even Yehuda, on one of the last land reserves in the heart of the town. An intimate neighborhood consisting of just 54 single-family dwellings, surrounded by green parkland, architecturally designed so that every detail – from the neighborhood’s urban planning to the architectural design of the houses, expresses what’s really important: the human mosaic of the residents as part of a community.
Your home is part of the living fabric of a big family.
Your Israeli dreams are always goals to be fulfilled.
Running at sunrise with your dog on a field trail.
Cycling in the park by your home.
Telling your children a bedtime story in a garden bathed in starlight.
Baking homemade bread on a garden tabun oven.
Growing herbs that season your cooking and home.
Playing as part of a jazz group that you formed with your new neighbors.
Flying kites with the children between the furrows.
Doing yoga on your deck at sunset and forgetting the world.
My Israeli dream begins in a Hebrew town
A town of people like you.
This is Even Yehuda, which was born from out of a Hebrew identity, the Hebrew language, dreams that were formed in Hebrew that created a state, land and country. The town is named after Eliezer Ben Yehuda, the reviver of the Hebrew language. Even Yehuda, whose founders in 1932 included his son, Itamar Ben Avi. A town whose roots are the good, beautiful Land of Israel. With a warm community life, small, picturesque houses, lavish villas, stylized gardens and a rare pastoral atmosphere. Living in the rural Sharon region of green roads, of orange rind paths, of boutique diaries, family wineries, organic farms.
Just a word in Hebrew.
