Mor⋅ti⋅fi⋅ca⋅tion
-noun
When you're walking to the makolet and you realize when you're nearly there that your shoes are not matching. That you're wearing one bright orange and one black croc because that was what you were wearing around the house when you couldn't find a pair and needed to wear something to go out to feed the animals. And then you ( Read more... )

 One chicken, aptly named Houdina after the famous escape artist Houdini, always manages to escape from the chicken coop, making new holes in the coop every day so she can escape. She goes back into the cage easily enough, but we couldn't figure out why she kept on escaping.

Today my husband discovered why. She goes to a corner of our yard to lay ( Read more... )

We were just about to start our shabbos meal on friday night when we saw our upstairs neighbor (the mom) standing outside the building, talking to another neighbor, with a very bemused expression on her face ( Read more... )

Since the morning, rain had been falling intermittently. Needed rain. Long sought after rain. Torrential rain. The lightening crackled and the thunder boomed and the country of Israel was rejoicing.

From my vantage point, I looked across the valley below me, but could see nothing aside for a thick fog enveloping everything. Nearer to my home, the ( Read more... )