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Purim Day #2
This is how I dressed for work sans the jacket and dark glasses.
Photo by Linda Fairman |
In terms of rain we've had an awful winter.
Don't let the discarded umbrellas fool you. Just because the rain-wind factor was strong enough to destroy flimsy umbrellas doesn't mean that enough rain fell on our thirsty Land.
I dumped last year's new umbrella in the trash last week after schlepping it around Jerusalem. I must have looked like some sort of nutcase as I almost wrapped the broken antique-gold colored umbrella around my face/head while walking around Jerusalem. I finally retired it to the trash. Then on Thursday I took my new one to work and promptly forgot it on the Mateh Binyamin bus. A friend called their office and promised to try to get it returned.
Maybe I should resort to the trick I used a number of years ago to make my personal effort to counteract the drought. I just didn't get an umbrella. I decided that for the sake of our Holy Land I'd get soaked hoping that Murphy would davka convince G-d to send the rains since I was unprotected...
