The past few months I've been trying to replace or remake my list of blogs, which is hard work. If I don't get it as complete as it once was, it's not a tragedy. There's always a dynamic in blog rolls. They change. But there's no way I can reproduce, remember all the books I've reviewed.
And while thinking of exactly what to write about it I was on Facebook and saw the post and pictures about the artist Yoram Raanan's loss of decades of work in the aishtafada, the terrorist arson attack.
And I stopped myself from writing that the destruction of Raanan's pictures is like a death, because no matter how unpleasant and painful, it isn't like a death. Sometimes we use the work "death" too easily.
Gd made a great miracle here in the Holy Land.