But it wasn’t funny at the moment. Why does that happen? Why can’t we see the humor at the time? I know why, in this case. I was soaking wet. I’ll back up a bit. A few days ago, we drove to Tel Aviv; ISHI, me, and my cold. My cold has been with me … More maybe it’s funny now
At breakfast the other morning at our hotel, the piano player started up with “As Time Goes By”. You may notice that we did not have so many people joining us for the performance. We thought at first he was a guest who wanted to take advantage of the piano; the space and the … More listening to the time going by
I’m wondering about the expression “turning on a dime.” It came to mind recently and then again the other day. First it was when my dad had a bird hit his shoulder and then drop dead. We were at the windmill with him again last week, showing him how it now works. Then this bird … More what is a dime worth?
Even though I said that so much here in Israel is open (see what I wrote here for reference), I’ve had a few experiences with things being closed, or difficulties with closing. Not stores–they’re accepting my money all the time. Like the doors that only close or lock a certain way and you have to … More open and shut
Ratzo v’shov. Back and forth. I am not Hasidic in any way shape or means. I am using this phrase as an old friend once used to explain why she had a statue of Buddha in her kitchen: all the hands remind her of herself while cooking. So I’m using this term to express my life … More back and forth, back and forth
Continuing with the next two lines from the prayer Ashrei that I started here in one photo for every line, here is a little introduction from Rabbi Avraham Cohen about the essence of the prayer itself. There are those who agree that G-d is Master of the world in the sense the He is the … More photos for the next two lines
It’s our double anniversary this year. Double 19, that is. Which, for those of you who are familiar with the Hebrew calendar, means that it is the same date in the Hebrew calendar as in the Gregorian. So 38 years ago, we had chosen to get married the day before Tu B’Shvat, the 14th of … More double or nothing
I lost a shawl. I don’t even think I have a photo of it. Usually I’m the one taking the photos and usually people don’t think of taking one of me. I said usually. I was on Yafo Street in the center of Jerusalem the other day. I met up with a friend who lives … More the shawl that matched the landscape
Isn’t it true? I mean, about our lives? Or, if you’re lucky… From my visit to the L.A. Mayer Museum for Islamic Art in Jerusalem.
Or otherwise; lack of boundaries. Or otherwise; irony of boundaries. I was walking yesterday in Efrat and realized how a curious thing about living (or at least being) here is that there is less of a pretense of boundaries. Even as you walk around, you can see into people’s homes, beyond their homes. You might … More open!