on sukkot, from dad:
Maybe if you get some time to spend in a sukkah while it is sleeping time here, our night-time freed spirits can pop in for a visit. I hear the sukkahs in Israel are all paved with golden floors and diamond and ruby and jewel bedecked roofs, and beautiful tables and the best of chairs, and the most excellent china and well-crafted silverware.
And that the estrogs have a wonderful vibrant and vitalizing scent that is found in hints of a whisper of a smell everywhere throughout Jerusalem.
Vanity, all is vanity, but for that whisper of the estrog and the whistling of the lulav, passing conversation in a temporary hut under the stars.
----more from me later.
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