dear friends and relations,

wishing you all a peaceful year of love, health, and laughter

С новым годом, с новым счастьем

more dreams of flying... of you being missing and, later, kidnapped... and one long, terrifying death by poison

apparently our cat loves buckwheat...

must be those russian roots

Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair

reviewing corrections to a short story anthology: atwood. munro. macleod. richler. gallant.

one sharp breath after another, and my quickening pulse, and the memories, and the ache

ain't no sunshine...

10 cm today and the city has not shut down; it's simply running about four hours behind...

oddly, i enjoyed the series of encores played by itzhak perlman more than the program itself.

aside from this: we were puzzled by the behaviour around us. aren't seniors always saying that young people today have no manners? were we the ones incessantly rummaging through our handbags, shuffling through our programs, or opening plastic packages of candy/chocolate/god-knows-what-else during the performance?

نور العين 

it occurred to me that i understand this because one word is very similar in hebrew and the other is identical in persian