Shusha had her first shearing of this year – this is concommitant to saying i think the heavy winter is over. It might get cold again, but not really cold. The birds are saying the same thing. The chirping all day was constant. Only now, that the sun is going down, and where each one will spend the night is all settled, is it becoming silent. The stories of the birds are much more audible during the quiet sabbath, and their joy is palpable.
When Abraham died his two sons buried him in the Cave of the Patriarchs. Shouldn’t they both fix it up together now?
I didn’t know about the puppet center in Holon. I didn’t know there was a museum, a school, international festivals, performances. I didn’t know it was the only one in the world. A pretty wonderful place – with some pretty wonderful people in it
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