October 9th, 2011


Poem for Sunday and Scott's Run Through the Years

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Daniel came home for Yom Kippur weekend -- for the food, I'm afraid, not the religious services, but the family togetherness is more important to me anyway, and for the sleep, since it sounds like people in the dorm stay up late playing loud music and get up early doing more of same. So we had a nice family day without setting foot in synagogue (I have found it impossible for years to think about teshuvah in the mobbed sanctuary of the enormous shul where my kids went to Hebrew school, as people who follow this journal surely know). After a quiet morning during which neither of my kids woke up before 11, we went to Scott's Run Nature Preserve, where Scott's Run spills into the Potomac River in a small waterfall. The leaves are only just starting to turn, but the weather was gorgeous and we had a nice hike down to the river.

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In the evening we went with my parents to the home of a longtime friend to break the fast (well, for those who were fasting), along with other friends my parents have known for nearly 50 years, plus the children, grandchildren, and some other friends of the hostess. It is always lovely to see everyone and the weather stayed beautiful long into the evening, so we ate on the deck while the younger kids ran around in the yard (bagels, cheese, kugel, and more desserts than I want to admit to eating). Then we came home and watched the first five episodes of Blackadder, having bought the Ultimate Edition when it was Amazon.com's less-than-half-price Deal of the Day last week, figuring our kids who love Mr Bean and Monty Python would appreciate that too, which they did.