Observations about life in Israel from a Canadian immigrant's perspective.
מציאות לא מרחמתעורי ארץ מדממתתני לרוח הנושבת לרפא אותך Reality shows no mercyWake up, bleeding landLet the blowing wind heal you Shema Israel, song by David Broza and Avraham Tal Plonk, plonk, ring the olives in my pail. Clunk, clunk, clash the metal poles as the sukkah is being built. Despite these sounds and the… Continue reading Seasonal Changes
A flatbed truck offloaded a hydraulic drill behind our property. It shuffled into position, cranked its beak high, then pounded the rocky ground with force, shattering boulders and all else that had sat silently beneath the earth’s crust for millennia. Boom. Boom. Then boom. Deep holes were dug and metal foundations were inserted, man marking… Continue reading “Grow, Grow”
“Send me photos. It’s beautiful there.” Instead of sending my daughter pictures of Rhodes with its azure skies, Grecian ruins, and sparkling Aegean beaches where sunbathers sip cocktails on beach chairs, I sent a photo of three memorial candles. The caption on this photo read: We lit these candles to commemorate the lost lives and atrocities of October 7th. These… Continue reading Accidental Tourists
Summer is here like an inferno with intensely scorching heat, thirsty, parched lands, and fields the hue of straw. The country is literally a stack of dry kindling, so when rockets landed in the north on June 3rd, care of Hezbollah, the place lit up like a colossal bonfire. As a result of rockets and shrapnel, there… Continue reading SOS Garden Brigade
