Sorry folks, lots of topics to be covered in this post. I hope that I can keep it all coherent. If it isn't coherent I'm sorry.
Today is my mother's 11th Yahrzeit.
This is my favorite photo of my mother.
I am posting more photos of snow for the benefit of my relatives and friends in Israel or in other warm weather places.
I love the snow on the fire escapes.
I am most of the way through the last word.
There is something about being the youngest child. You hear about things that took place before you were born and they become part of you own history of who you are. I am a third child and the mother of a third child.
Early in my marriage I bought us a Kit-Kat clock to hand in our kitchen. One of my husband's pre-marriage roommates was something of a character. She painted one of the kitchen walls in a horrible mix of colors (vomit green, Pepto Bismol pink and beige) that she declared "art". It wasn't art. Until we could paint the Kit-Kat clock gave your eye an amusing spot to rest your eyes.
Eventually we painted. The Kit -Kat clock remained until we found that roaches loved the nice warm interior that was heated by the electric motor. We regretfully tossed the clock.
This Chanukah my youngest bought me a new battery operated Kit-Kat clock. I finally installed it this week.








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