An autumn Shabbat

 

Yesterday, I saw the best thing outside of Costco. Immediately I was flooded with memories of the bookmobile stopping near our house when I was little. (We were only a fifteen minute walk from the library and often made that walk even just without any adults. Yet there was something so great about that bookmobile).

As the leaves turn

I realize ,as I do every year,

 that I have a physical need to see leaves changing color.

I am grateful that even my urban landscape  can feed this elemental need.

Shabbat starts in half an hour so I had better start typing quickly.

We are eating Shabbat dinner.

I  made chicken spiced with amba powder and sumac.

It was also a challah baking week.

I didn't take a photo of our pan of roasted string beans.

Shabbat Shalom to all of us.