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A Little Behind in My Blog Posting

 I haven't posted for a while because I  have been sick. The world hasn't stopped because of of a bad cold though.




We reached the halfway point of Chanukah last night.



There isn't a photo of night three because I had to light Shabbat candles as well.




I loved this video about a tallit and tzizit factory in Israel.


I'm sorry that there isn't an English translation. But this factory does the entire process of tallit making from making the wool threads, through twining and weaving the tallitot themselves.

If you want to see tallitot made by hand you can watch this  video of a tallit weaver in Tzfat.



The weaver sees the act of weaving the tallitot as a spiritual practice.

For me, both videos are food for thought as I work away on the tallitot that are currently on my plate.


And for your Chanukah listening pleasure, the Muppets singing a Chanukah song.


Chag Sameach!

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  1. I hope you are feeling better. Have you had this cold for awhile or am I thinking of some one else?? Your Shabbat candlesticks look similar to mine, although mine were made for my father during World War II on a ship!!! I Use the candlesticks I grew up with!

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  2. Thanks! I hit the two week mark on this cold today. The photo is of the miracle Chanukiya my parents found in the window of an antique store in Quincy while they were out on a Shabbat afternoon walk. They asked the owner to hold the piece for them until after dark.It is an 18th or 19th century piece ( but the later date is more likely). I will never forget how giddy my parents were that they had found this treasure, completely black with tarnish and fitted with two onion shaped candles. My parents never used this piece but it was the centerpiece of their living room. This Chanukiya has pride of place in my living room but I also light it every year. It weighs a ton, heavy enough to kill an intruder---Using it on the Shabbat of Chanukah when you glide from lighting Chanukah candles to lighting Shabbat candles is just an elegant magical thing seamlessly tying the two different mitzvot of candle lighting together into (almost) one act.

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