This may be my longest stretch of not writing here. For the sake of breaking that streak, just some quickies. Give me a month to collect some thoughts and come back. Town life If I’ve changed over the last ten years, it’s not at the same pace or degree as my ‘village’ from what seems […]
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 […]
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.
This ain’t your mama’s yishuv…
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 […]
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 […]
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.” […]
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…