Since becoming a mom, everything has gotten harder to swallow. I don't read the news as much. Especially local evening news from New York. I can't stomach certain facts of life. And I've distanced myself from my cultural ties with Holocaust education and remembrance. Which is getting easier to do - less voices, more distance... Continue Reading →
Week 5: Greetings From... Country Town Greetings from Tzur Hadassah, Israel. We're a country town going through some major changes. Learn more about it.
Oh, hi. To say it's 'been a while' is an understatement. Yes, I still live in Tzur Hadassah. Yes, I'm still the mayor (what?). To say 'a lot' has been going on here is an understatement, and also, an overstatement, because let's face it - we are still a small town and content to sit and... Continue Reading →
So many mixed feelings. We moved here knowing there was no working mikva, and it may or may not get fixed one day. I'd say the same of most of the people who will end up using the now open-to-public-but-still-waiting-on-a-few-details Tzur Hadassah mikva. And it's a pretty diverse but reasonable bunch - I'm guessing mostly... Continue Reading →
It's been nearly a decade, I believe, but here it is - started with allotted government funds, ended with a generous donation - the long-despised, the long-awaited, Tzur Hadassah mikvah. The 'grand opening' ceremony was earlier this evening. I was totally surprised to find a facility on par with American/Australian counterparts: The reception: The bridal... Continue Reading →
Recently, our town added a completely cute new feature to our bus stops: book shelves! I started to read random books to my kids while killing time after gan. What a lovely example. Week 21: Books "A new book smells great. An old book smells even better. An old book smells like ancient Egypt."... Continue Reading →
Week 4: Greetings from... Greetings from... Tzur Hadassah! We're a small (but growing!), diverse, open town in the Judean Hills, Israel. The population includes 96% humans, 3% canines, and... 1% horses.
The Lorax said nothing. Just gave me a glance... just gave me a very sad, sad backward glance... as he lifted himself by the seat of his pants. - The Lorax by Dr. Seuss They tore down one of my favorite Tzur Hadassah forests and the only thing left standing doesn't give a...
Welcome to some good ole fashion small town love. Tzur Hadassah's natural surroundings are a bit of a training ground for Tzahal ground troops. Every so often we'll spot them midnight marching down our dead end street through the nature preserve, on their way to spend the night doing - whatever it is; the end... Continue Reading →