Tefillin, regular liturgy, and something vaguely reflecting a routine.
The holidays have been great–really, it’s been a fantastic ’round this year, and I’m sorry to see them go. Simchat Torah was wonderful, lots of dancing and great tefillah and everything. My leg muscles are killing me, in a good way, because I got so much of the Ashkenazi Boogie on.
But every hag has its end, and over here in Eretz Yisrael, hag is over. Tomorrow: back to the grindstone, and real traction to be made on this chapter. Onward!
(Super rad Barbie by Jen. Note the teeny tiny Steinsaltz from which she’s learning!!)