Rosh HaShanah is just a few hours away, and I, for one, am having trouble concentrating on work. I’m succumbing to the call of Facebook, and following my TI friends and others wishing each other a sweet New Year, full of blessings and goodness.
It feels particularly wonderful, this year, to celebrate Rosh HaShanah on Shabbat (even though it makes food prep more time-constrained for the second day!).
And, it’s bittersweet not to hear the shofar blown on the first day (although, we have been hearing it throughout the month of Elul at morning weekday services.
I’m focussed particularly on Tashlich – when we walk through the woods near the synagogue – and cast our sins (in the form of bread for the ducks and fishes) onto the moving waters. Praying outside, among the rustling trees, with the burbling if the creek, is a beautiful way to enter the Days of Awe.
And since we’re on the subject of nature, and seasons, like me share this photo from Eretz Ysrael:
“As you can see from the picture above, the Chatzav (???), the flower that symbolizes the coming of autumn, is in bloom. Fall is in the air here, the nights are a little cooler, the afternoon breeze is more refreshing and the first flocks of migrating birds are passing above us. Nature seems to be well aligned. We apparently have some work left to do!”
- a friend of a friend
