football. some air to breathe. a new bag, 3 sharp pencils.
in our family it is time for a great barBQ with Limor’s brother’s family as all 3 boys’ birthdays are in the last week of august
so it is time for the long drive to a moshav in the Sharon plains.
Limor is driving. we pass by כלא הדרים, a prison nestled in the middle of many acres of citrus orchards.
From the back seat, Gil says “it is really not fair to call a jail כלא הדרים. it is like calling a kindergarten סוף הדרך or an old-age home גן עדן”.
end of summer. has that bitter taste.
now it is time to start something great, fresh, new