It's so simple to be wise.  Just think of something stupid to say, and then don't say it.     Sam Levenson (1911-1980)
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nature. Show all posts

Saturday, September 26, 2009

Opening Up

Took a too-long blog break -- this has part of my excuse. Just jump there, and jump back -- it'll only take a second. As for the rest, we have a lot of catching up to do.

Meanwhile, here we are again, 24-hour countdown to Yom Kippur, the Gates of Heaven are nearly open, and with all its good timing, the Night-Blooming Cereus is, as well.


Once a year, about nine p.m., it shares its beauty with its nocturnal compatriots, and just three hours previous to this writing, here it is:

(Both photos copyright the family photographer, i.e. That Guy I Married)

Our neighbor L-C was nice enough to give us a call so we wouldn't miss the annual blooming on her front porch.... and by now it has already closed.

(I was impressed at the timing, then did a quick search noted -- with irony -- that a primary association with this flower has something to do with Krishna worship in India. The timing's still pretty cool though, don't you think?)

Just a simple thought, coming into our Day of Repentence. Last week during class break, a fellow student approached me with a question:
Why should I bother fasting again this year? I know that right after Yom Kippur I'm just going back to all the things I usually do -- not keeping Shabbat, and all that. So what good will it do for me to fast?
She is relatively young, in her mid-twenties, and grew up in a religious household, in the religious school system here in Israel. She no longer identifies as a religious person but remains close with her family.

As in keeping with the tradition, I answered her question with a question: What's the connection between not keeping Shabbat next week, and keeping Yom Kippur this week?

I was convinced, without knowing why, that the two are not inherently linked, at least not on every level, but at the time I couldn't explain it in a way that satisfied either of us.

Today, leafing through Al ha-Teshuva, a text based on lectures given by Rabbi Yosef B. Soloveichik, I found a more exact answer. Rav Soloveichik talks a lot about the individual versus the Klal, the collective. While each individual certainly bears responsibility for his or her own actions and atonement process, there is a parallel process that is the jurisdiction the collective, which, according to the Rav, is an entity with an identity in and of itself.

It is up to the individual to consider him or herself a part of Klal Yisrael, and one way to achieve kapara (atonement) on Yom Kippur is to be a part of this collective -- what he calls the "אני קבוצי," "communal I." In his words (my translation):
We identify with the congregation of Israel, are molded and merged into it, we are made one with it -- and through this, we become worthy of the atonement that it [the congregation] is worthy of (p. 77).
He asks whether the atonement of Yom Kippur is that of the individual, or of the collective, and goes on to explain that the answer is, in fact both. The collective gives us a power of atonement, distinct from our individual efforts, and so (as I later wrote my classmate), as long as you consider yourself a part of the community, on whatever level, your fasting along with everyone is still worth something.


גמר חתימה טובה / Gmar Hatima Tova.

May we all be inscribed for life, blessings, health, and new openings leading to new beginnings.

ALN

Sunday, March 1, 2009

Almond Blossoms -- Goodbye Until Next Year

This Today's Flowers post is dedicated to my Mom.


This past week I found myself wandering around Ein Kerem, at the southern end of Jerusalem, following an off-site planning session that, to my delight, ended an hour ahead of schedule. 

I was so pleasantly surprised by having this extra hour to myself  that it took me nearly 15 minutes just to decide what to do with it.  The sun, hidden behind the clouds, was due to set in about an hour.  Perfect photography light.

It's the end of the almond tree blossoms.  Ein Kerem is filled with almond trees -- שקדיות shkediot in Hebrew.  This tree's claim to fame is that it is the first to bloom, in the dead of winter, and almost out of nowhere.  


Now most almond trees in Israel are divided between bloom and foliage, with the white/pink blossoms contrasting against dark spindley branches and the bright green of newly sprouting leaves.  

Here, the flowers have already dropped off as the tree develops leaves and shifts into fruit-producing mode.

Another Spring, already on its way...

Happy Birthday, Mom!



Keep the balance,

ALN

Tuesday, February 24, 2009

Ruby Tuesday -- They're Still Kicking. Well, Mostly


Getting back to blogging means getting back on the Ruby Tuesday bandwagon.  (Check out Work of the Poet's other photo memes, too... yellow is sometimes involved, and so is the sky...but alas, no time to keep up with everything, and so for now we stick with ruby).

They're just now winding down, though they've been gracing our table for the past week and a half.  That Guy I Married brought them home for us two Fridays ago, in honor of Shabbat.  

The flowers are called  כלניות kalaniot in Hebrew and are grown locally, on Moshav land in the area.  In fact, there is an anemone field right down the road from us.   They also grow wild at this time of year -- although only in ruby red -- all over Israel.



Keep the balance,

ALN

Monday, February 23, 2009

Reflection

For once, there's no hidden metaphor here... unless you're looking for some deeper meaning, and a reason to celebrate.  Here it is:  

It's finally started raining here in Israel.  

Okay, so it came two months late, but we'll take every drop we can get, even when it means mud everywhere.  Bring it on, we can handle it!


Keep the balance, and Let It Rain!

ALN

Monday, December 8, 2008

Ruby Tuesday

OK, so I'm putting this up on Monday night, in anticipation of a long Ruby Tuesday with no room for blogging.

Winter is definitely -- sadly -- not yet in full swing here in Israel, which means no rain, as of yet (with the minor exception of the rain that overran my friend N's gutter system).  At least we have succulents, and some color remaining, here and there.  Presenting this afternoon's garden tour:





Tuesday morning addendum:  Are the Heavens laughing?  Twenty minutes after posting, it started to rain.  Didn't last long, but still...

Keep the balance,

ALN





Sunday, November 30, 2008

Winter is Coming... Keep it Bright

It's Sunday (again) -- time for Today's Flowers.


I was never all that fond of bougainvillea, but when we moved to the Moshav I came to appreciate all of their various shades.  This one is from last week's trip to Beit Yatziv (a continuing education center for educators, in the heart of  Be'er Sheva), where they've made quite an effort to keep their courtyards flowering and manicured, and it makes all the difference.  Winter may be coming, but the bougainvillea know how to keep things bright and cheery.



Keep the balance,

ALN

Sunday, November 23, 2008

Succulents Bloom Too...

...and around here they often do it off-season.  This is from awhile back, but it's similar enough to what's going among the succulents.  I'm very attached to them, really.


At least my garden knows how to keep the [flower] balance, even if I don't always.

See all the other beautiful offerings here at Today's Flowers.



Happy Autumn!

ALN

Tuesday, November 18, 2008

Ruby Tuesday - First Attempt

It's Tuesday, so in an attempt to jump start myself, I'm joining Ruby Tuesday for the first time (Many thanks to Leora at Here in HP for her encouragement).


The ruby part is a bit subtle, which I like, but if you're one of those who thinks "mauve" is more accurate a description than "ruby,"  just consider it an extension of my avocado tree post.  

Keep the balance,

ALN

Sunday, November 16, 2008

Take It Slow...

This tree has been growing on our property for, well, longer than the property has been ours (we've lived here for about eight years and the tree's been around for over a decade). 


All this time, it remained small and barren. In fact, I had no idea what kind of tree it was... until this year. (Go ahead, take a guess.  Then scroll down).










Ready?







Did you guess avocado?  You win.  The fruit really disguise themselves among the leaves.  It took awhile before we even noticed them, and even then we saw only one or two (of course, we didn't have such great expectations, after all those years).   Now I've found six.  Or is it seven?

I took these pictures about a month ago.   The growth process is so slow, it'll be quite a few weeks before we can pick the avocados.  Meanwhile the tree has already begun another reproductive season, and it's got new blossoms, about to open.  


Everything around here is rush, rush, rush, all the time, but not the avocado.  I won't overdo the metaphor;  you can work out the rest.

Take it slow.... avocado.


Keep the balance,

ALN

Wednesday, November 12, 2008

Passion Runneth Over

The passionfruit are growing like crazy.  Our neighbors' vine is dripping with fruit -- over fifty, by our latest estimate.... and counting.


(And a big thank-you to That Guy I Married, who recommended altering the gamma on this photo, which, as he subsequently explained to me, has something to do with accentuating light and dark areas, which did indeed enhance the photo).  Yet another way to...

...keep the balance,

ALN

Sunday, November 9, 2008

She Expresses It So Well

Beyond the fact that her very name completely enamors me, Verlyn Klinkenborg has done it again -- just how does she write like that?  

I am jealous, and inspired.

Keep the balance,

ALN

Saturday, October 25, 2008

Rain at a Snail's Pace

What are these doing here? Read on...


There we were, finishing Shabbat lunch just hours ago when BOOM!  A crash of thunder, and the heavens showered down.  For the first ten minutes or so, the downpour was heavy enough to imitate a snowfall over the not-so-distant valley.  Without missing a beat, the kids ran outside to rejoice in their own personal rain dances, while we adults stood under the eaves, hoping this was only the beginning of a long, rain-drenched season.

As the drops dissipated, our lunch hostess T (a.k.a. my father-in-law's cousin's wife, who also happens to be our neighbor; see this post) sighed.  Don't you just love that smell, after it rains?  Definitely.  I wait for that smell every year, and I was especially glad not to have to wait until mid-December, as in many years previous.  Now we wait for the newly-sowed fields in the valleys surrounding our little hilltop to begin sprouting their waves of green.  

But let's get to the really important stuff:  Immediate gratification.  Just this morning (on Shabbat, of course, when we can do nothing about it, but never mind) Always the Imp expressed a keen interest  in having a pet of her own.  OK, today was far from the first time she'd expressed such a desire, but this time she said it with such enthusiasm.

What sort of pet, I queried, getting a little nervous.

(Previous requests had included the word "rat," a pet I wouldn't entirely object to owning.  After all, I did not spend my childhood in Manhattan, a place which, as I understand it, can lead to the development of a firm anti-rat stance later in life).

Always:  A pet of my own, that I can hold.  

ALN:  What about a walking stick?  You know, it's an insect that looks like a --

Always:  I know what that is, Mommy.  They brought them to our gan [kindergarten, last year].  I don't want that.

ALN (hesitating):  How about a rat?  You once said --

Always:  No, no, not a rat.

ALN (To self): Phew.  (Out loud): Then which pet do you want?

Always:  I want a pet snail!

Apparently she had already picked up a bit of knowledge concerning this animal's personal habits, including its hermaphroditic tendencies, since a few minutes later, she added, Mommy, if I have snails, am I supposed to call them he/she?

I didn't quite know how to answer that one.   But I was relieved she had settled on such a convenient pet.  Today's rain had conveniently reawakened the snails, who protect themselves over the dry season by covering their shell openings with a coating that dissolves at first contact with water, and so they were now sliding around our garden in surprisingly large numbers.

And so, despite the Shabbat injunction against capturing wild animals, the collection process began immediately with a human-induced Gathering of the Snails onto Alway's personal snapdragon plant sitting on the windowsill (leaving the creatures free to roam and, therefore, not technically "trapped").  

After Havdalah we brought the small plastic fish box down from the closet, filled it with earth, some gathered plant life, and the chosen local snails.  

Voila!  Instant, personal pets for Always, acquired with minimal effort and, best of all, at no extra cost.  She's happy, and so are we. 

(Later a brief internet survey led to the realization that a lining of peat moss or some similar was supposed to be involved.  If you're curious about raising snails, here's one site that answers the basic questions but leaves incredulous as to whether -- as they claim -- we really are meant to be bathing the creatures.  I'll let you know about that one.  For the record, we are talking about local, indigenous snails and not the large African variety, which can wreak havoc on agriculture and is therefore illegal in both Israel and the U.S.).

I must admit, while photographing, I got kind of attached to them... they really are endearing little guys (or is that, guy/girls?), in their own way. 

And just think:  for every snail in Always' mini-terrarium, there's one snail fewer outside, munching away at my garden.


Keep the balance,

ALN

Friday, October 17, 2008

Hidden Blooms

These flowers aren't actually more hidden than any others, although they are rather modest, delicate-looking blooms.  I have to admit, I barely noticed them.

Carob trees are now flowering in our area... I photographed these two days ago while hiking with the kids in the rolling hills behind our moshav.   (Apologies for the quality -- forgot my camera and the Nokia is, well, only a phone, after all).

Sukkot is a celebration -- of planting, of the rain we'll soon begin to pray for (although the rain itself has already begun, intermittently, in the central and Northern parts of the country). 

Meanwhile, the weather around here has been perfect for hiking -- slightly overcast mornings, beautiful sunshine in the afternoons.  So go ahead, shut down that computer, go outside and hike!  The world is waiting....

מועדים לשמחה  -- Have a wonderful Sukkot.

Keep the balance,

ALN

Wednesday, July 30, 2008

Have You Stopped to Smell the Flowers? They Have!

Too tired for words.  Instead, I offer you images.

From today's outing to a butterfly reserve (yes, we are on vacation in the Old Country).  They are quite used to us humans entering their domain, and so were willing to hang around for the mug shots.  

Enjoy.









Keep the balance,

ALN