No diamonds in today's sky, just depressing, dirty yellow. Last night it rained, large drops, like the first rain of the season. And yes, the winter season does usually end as it begins, with a rain you can smell before it falls, plopp, splatter to the ground.
I'll have to hang the wash inside today, and I won't launder the quantity I had been planning. One wash, towels, underwear etc, is already sitting, wet and ready in the washing machine.
I wonder if the mourners' tent on the Eldar's lawn is rainproof, or will the nine sitting shiva, their daughter-in-law, grandchildren, various relatives, helpers, neighbors and comforters all have to huddle in their small home...
And just a few weeks ago, these "wise men" in the Eldars' snowy garden caught my fancy. Today, a mourners' tent stands where they did.
4 comments:
So sad....
Yes. The heavens are miserable, too.
Those snowmen are haunting now. One can see Yonatan, z"l, and his siblings building them and frolicking happily...
So true.
It's like the innocence of childhood melting away.
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