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We have had so many days in a row of cold damp and foggy weather that I have begun feeling like Joe Btfsplk, Al Capp's hapless character who lives under a dark cloud.







My husband always warns me not to stand under the pigeons' favorite roost.


The new war  between Israel and  doesn't help my mood and just has me feeling anxious every moment of the day. Despite the darkness, there are a couple of bright spots.


Yesterday, Ezra and his bride came to pick up the wedding tallit.


 


There were some tears when they first saw the tallit which made me feel like I had done my job. I am so happy that Ezra's mom can be part of the wedding, at least symbolically.




Another bright spot is that our friend Steve is leading a series of Central Park walks. The Best Central Park Walks Ever.  Be in touch with Steve if you want to join him on one of his themed walks.


I have two meetings in a row tonight. I made this


for the participants of the second meeting so we don't get cranky from lack of food. Hopefully the food will mean that we can work well together and not snipe at one another.


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  1. Lisa LareeJune 17, 2025 at 9:15 PM

    "There were some tears when they first saw the tallit "...oh, my. There is no higher praise. Well done.

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  2. Sarah JacobsJune 18, 2025 at 10:39 AM

    Lisa you are exactly right. It is often the wordless reactions to my work that counts the most, the giant grin on the face of a shy bar mitzvah kid. is just the best... Mostly it is the faces of my clients letting me know that I have heard them and understood what they wanted and needed.

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