Sukkot pt. 2

Quite a nice holiday, Sukkot is.
Lotsa food.
Pomegranates.
Nice weather.
Last holiday before this year kicks into high gear.

Sukkot pt.1

am I a patriot?

I really don't know. I just love my country because of what it stands for and for the reasons it was created/established.
And it was a nice feeling holding and waving the national flag during the recent Davis Tournament (Tennis...:) ).
Israel won, by the way, 3-1 over Chile. :)

Slowly

Today was a slow day.

How exciting is that?! :)

Quite a lot if you ask me...

as life flows by

For some reason, life has decided to keep poking me in the stomach.

This post is in memory of Adi Na'eem and his newly wedded wife Rotem,
Who died earlier this week a plane crash in Thailand.

They got married two weeks ago, and flew to their dream-honeymoon in Poket, Thailand, Along with newly-wed friends Tzhachi and Hofit, who had been married for five months.

But apparently life had other plans for the two young, loving couples.
Their plane crashed during landing.

Both couples died, each holding his/her beloved.

Last time I spoke with Adi was 10 years ago.
He was my classmate.
We weren't the best of friends or anything,
but he always seemed to me as a good, honest soul,
always kind and friendly.

That's why, apart from the horrible tragedy of this story, I'm sad to my bones.

And I'm sad that I can't find any meaning for this horrible death.

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Tomorrow I'm going to watch a tennis games between the teams of Israel and Chile.
Life keeps on flowing.

All things happening

I really like this picture I took last year in Eilat, because there are so many things happening there - every time I look at it I notice something new, something I never saw before (Or saw it and completely forgot about it! :))

And it's amazing how life manages to surprise us regularly:

Everything happens all at once, an explosion of events and happenings that's always new and unfamiliar, constantly demanding your attention, and never forgiving for lack of focus or for apathy.

In the past two weeks I started learning how to dance between death and life, joy and sorrow,

pain and pleasure .

I guess by the time I'm 80 I'll be a top dancer.

How unfortunate that most likely by then I will brake both of my hips.