I am in here.
I got my tallit in Jerusalem, in Mea Shearim. Mea Shearim is the neighborhood where I first set foot in Jerusalem, and those of you who know Jerusalem can give a small shudder here. For those of you who don’t know the city: Mea Shearim is the ultra-Orthodox neighborhood, just outside the old city. They … Continue reading My tallit
It looks like home. It smells like home. It is full of cats who meow at me and snuggle me and fall asleep drooling on the bedspread, like home. It must be home!
One of the last nights that I’ll spend here in my room in M and C’s house. I will miss having a courtyard. I will miss jackdaws instead of crows. I will miss the goats in the neighborhood, and the chickens and the cats and the pony. Not so much the roosters, though. Nor the … Continue reading Jaffa, almost midnight
The shouk this morning in Jaffa, and all the stuff it had out for sale: several top halves of mannequins huge copper pots, pre-tarnished for your convenience damp, mildewy looking rugs stacked like a cord of wood third-hand furniture, in the same condition but unstacked hubbly-bubblies swarm upon swarm of cats, who seem to travel … Continue reading Jaffa List
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