B and I attended the same Jewish day school. B was two years ahead of me. We had never spoken. Given how small the school was, ( there were 28 in my graduating class) we certainly knew who one another was. B, now lives around he corner from my husband’s closest friend. A couple of years ago, while visiting my husband's friend B. and I went for a long walk and had a long heart to heart about our school experiences. Despite never having spoken during our school years, we really knew one another quite well. A few weeks ago B. and her family hosted us for the weekend. Just before we left, B. handed me her tallit. she loved the tallit but hated the atara/neckband pictured here. I suggested that the new atara serve as B’s gateway into prayer and that she should think about a verse that would be that gateway. A week or so ago, B called . She had chosen the verse “ And the spirit of God hovered over the face of the water” Many of you may recognize t...
A blog, mostly about my work making Jewish ritual objects, but with detours into garment making, living in New York City, cooking, and other aspects of domestic life. A note about comments: I love comments from readers, from spammers, not so much. I approve comments before posting them so comments are not cluttered with junk. It may take a few hours before your posts appear. Be patient. If you are a real person with a real comment it will be posted.