This morning I felt a wave of need-to-create energy crash over me and because all the other DIY projects I'm pumped about starting require getting out of my house and buying materials, I decided baking something new would be part of that. My freezer is currently stocked with kilos of frozen berries so I took that... Continue Reading →
Week 43: Famous Quote Break on through to the other side...
At some point in the last six months, I stopped living with a little kid and started sharing a home with a boy. The first suspicion that our household had undergone some sort of transition was after a few sporadic mornings when I had the opportunity to creep into your room as the sun came... Continue Reading →
I don't have a lot of access to cities. Shocking, I know. And even though last week I found myself in four different municipalities, I couldn't get my act together to get a good cityscape. So Tzur Hadassah's other half, Har Kitron, will have to do. Week 42: Cityscape A drop of civilization hidden in... Continue Reading →
By awesome, I mean, creative. Not that they always sleep through their nightmares and don't come in at 2:30 am and tell us about the monsters and lions and bears and I think once there was the 'blue Spider-man'. Exhibit A: They very often manage synchronized sleeping. Exhibit B: In all fairness, the bed might... Continue Reading →
A little dark and depressing, I know. Week 41: Landscape View from the inside. (alternatively) View from the outside.
A fiddler on the roof... it sounds crazy. But here, in our little village of Anatevka, you might say every one of us... is a fiddler on the roof. Before I lived here in Israel, I lived in a tight-knit Jewish shtetl called New York. Trying to scratch out a pleasant, simple tune without breaking... Continue Reading →
Bebe, One day, you might be a mom. Remember when I told your older brother recently after he asked a version of the classic question and I answered - "babies grow inside imas... they start as eggs... that are inside all girls when they're born" - and then you looked up at me wide-eyed and... Continue Reading →
Week 40: Smell Familiar.