The weather reports were iffy, with predictions of rain and thunderstorms, but when we woke in the morning and looked out that huge hotel window things looked promising. There were bands of clouds, to be sure, but streaks of blue and the river 19 floors down shimmered. Luck held. The day turned glorious with soft… Continue reading All the light
You start as a ping in pond. A pebble pulsing out perfect ripple after ripple after diminishing ripple. Moments later your ripple meets another, and, if you're lucky, it meets another two or three gliding out in sympathetic pulses to the edge of the unknown world. You dance ringlets around each other for a few… Continue reading Wasn’t it swell?
I wanted to write about the great grandmother who bought the menorah (in Poland perhaps?) whose face I never knew about the grandmother who loved us with a wide heart and kept the menorah hidden among other silvery things in the china cabinet so we never saw it there about the mother who, when cleaning… Continue reading 52 Weeks ~ Family (49/52) and Fire (51/52)