No, I didn’t get new earrings in tonight’s venture into downtown Tel Aviv. I am getting rather sentimental about the ones I have in now. Remember when I got the new piercing? Those earrings are still in there. Never been removed. I’m not sure I know how to do it. Ear piercing isn’t for wimps. I am growing attached to them, but I doubt I’ll keep the same ones in for the next fifty years or so.
Dinner of tea with nana (mint), an olive, a peach. A remarkably wonderful and tasty peach. I learn to look for “Kosher” signs on restaurants, in Hebrew, of course. Many dogs in downtown Tel Aviv. Many cats here in the side streets of Jaffa. Coming up with a reason for this will give me something to do as I fall asleep.
white pebble 