A couple of follow ups

The mended tallit was worn this past Shabbat by the mother of the spectacular Bat mitzvah girl.

The bat mitzvah girl actually spoke about the mitzvah of wearing a tallit during her d'rash. Hannah's d'rash sent me on a deep dive into Fashion in ancient Mesopotamia. You can read more here. Clearly fringes were a big deal in that particular universe of fashion.

This kippah was shipped out and

delivered.

David was just incredibly pleased. He wears the kippot I have made him every day. David is one of those guys who tries to do good wherever he goes and the kippah will be on his head during each one of those adventures.

Tuesday, Nini arrived to see her tallit in person for the first time and to tie her tzizit.

Nini loved how comfortable her tallit was. She also shared more photos from her recent trip to Nova Scotia. She was so happy that I was able to evoke her beloved landscape.

I love the peek of the underside of the tallit.

I also love how great the tallit looks with Nini's coloring.

That swoop of ocean sits right in the middle of Nini's neck.

My husband wanted me to be sure to show all of you photos of the tallit spread out so you could take in the whole thing at on time. I love how that ocean stripe works with the atara.

Below is the reverse of the tallit. The stripes on the back are designed not only to give pleasure to whoever sits behind Nini, but also to hide less than pretty stitching showing.

I hadn't shared the bag that I made to go with the tallit because I wanted it to be a surprise for Nini. This is a mix of hand guided machine embroidery and machine couching

The bag is lined in the Nova Scotia tartan. As I made the bag I kept thinking that the bag is like an overture for the tallit.

Finally, I leave you with a question for which I have no answer.

Why did the

turkeys cross

the road?

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