Name this country!

And here's a hint: it’s not Toronto, Canada.

I just don’t understand why I can’t live in a country like this. I thought I did, but I haven’t seen snow in so long, that I am starting to believe it’s a national myth - like Santa Claus lives in the North Pole. Arutz Sheva carries this report:

Pisgat Yaakov is a small hilltop caravan neighborhood of Beit El located on Mount Artis. Residents woke up early to find their beloved mountain covered in a velveteen layer of pure-white snow. Twenty-nine families live in the close-knit community, which has its own synagogue and vista observatory. From the top of the mountain, Tel Aviv can often be seen to the west, while Jerusalem's Mount of Olives can be viewed in the south. On rare days, when weather conditions permit, snow-capped Mount Hermon appears to the north.

The 909-meter tall mountain is covered, as are most mountains in the Binyamin Region, with ancient terraces. These terraces are the work of Jews, dated by archeologists to the Second Temple period. Ancient Jewish burial caves, as well as ancient wine and olive presses, abound throughout the terraces. Alongside the new Jewish neighborhood, animals continue to make the mount their home, including gazelles, porcupines, eagles, and wild boars.

Other Beit El neighborhoods are sprouting at the foot and midriff of the mountain, and they include a girls' high school, a new mikvah (ritual immersion bath), and a winery that sits below an ancient Jewish winepress. Some researchers believe that this mountain is the spot of Jacob's dream of the ladder which the Torah describes as occurring in Beit El.

Arutz Sheva is hosting a photo gallery of the snowfall in the Beit El area taken by Artis resident Yishai Fleisher.