Beckoning a crying man.
A cup of blessing and mixed feelings.
Drone play.
We are the lonely. (FYI, John Prine song lyrics, we are the lonely, all together, all together we are alone.)
Gleaner.
Granny Gleaner with a basket on her head.
Tu b'shevat (lovingly reaching out to the trees who give so generously, and the trees reaching out too.)
Toes in the water.
Untitled.
The sea life at the crossing.
Sadly leaving.
Very sad.
Things I use.
A old gentleman’s things.
Dancing with my friends.
Ritual to vanquish my exploding headaches.
Accompanying Stan thru the river of fire to the seventh heaven, where his welcoming committee awaits his arrival.
Sandlot shenanigans.
The Shabbat table is our altar now.
Entering the Holy of Holies.
Plant guides.
Ki Tisa. Washing before going into Holy of Holies.
God setting Moshe in the cleft of the rock.
Come on little fella, just slide it under the door.
Saving a moth from accidental suicide.
Waiting at the crosswalk.
Find a penny, pick it up, all the day you’ll have good luck.
Lots of heads.
Calling from a phone booth.
Daily sacrifices, a pleasing odor.
Daydreaming while waiting in the lobby.
Marshmallows.
Sharing my muffins.
Interrogation.
Baking with Grandma.
Saying goodbye to daddy.
Leaving with mommy.
Accessorizing.
The jester and the broken megaphone.
Still working it out.
Mikveh.
I can’t stand the rain… bringing back sweet memories. (Lowell George)
Flying into the clouds.
The mirror does not lie.
Comforting my dear one.
Abba, tell us more. V’higadeta l’vincha. וְהִגַּדְתָּ֣ לְבִנְךָ֔
Images in the clouds.
Chochka Magic
Hole in a tree.
Critter mountain.
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