First light, or: The rolling fog

From the divan, she could barely make out first light through the rolling fog in her head; rising, she shivered, instinctually pulling the strap of her cotton chemise up over her shoulder; glancing at her reflection in the cheval glass mirror. She cringed at smeared makeup and red wine stains, noting the confetti sparkling in… Continue reading First light, or: The rolling fog

Our welcoming school community

Now that the Jewish High Holy Days (Rosh HaShanah, Yom Kippur, etc.) are over, the school year is in full swing in Israel. Happily, our daughter's first grade teacher, who had been sick with COVID and was absent at the beginning of the school year, is back in the classroom. To a large extent, we… Continue reading Our welcoming school community