lizrael update: just things.

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... Continue Reading →

Local Holocaust remembrance in 2015 and beyond

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 →

Fifty-Two Frames: Books

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 →

If rocks could speak

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...

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