ב׳ סיון, תשס״ו -- מ״ו לעומר
Over the weeks leading up to Lag Ba'Omer (don't have the energy to try to explain the significance of this date and its related customs...google it if you're curious), we watched the children of the religious neighborhood of Bayit Ve'Gan (where Nishmat is located) drag wooden pallets, old doors, broken closets, discarded shelves, bed frames, and every other manner of scrap wood down the street to the grassy ridge across from the entrance to our beit midrash. They built several large teepee-shaped pyres, only to have them blown down on a particularly windy night a few days before the significant date. Undeterred, they gathered the materials and then some more and consolidated:And now, for some proportion:
By the next morning, all that was left was a smudge of ashes. They must have had lots of fun roasting marshmallows, but I didn't get to see it. I was busy hiking in the moonlight...
1 Comments:
BS"D
Wowee...awesome pix. Reminds me of the wondrous LaG b'Omer I spent in the Land in '98. That moon is incredible too! Where were you hiking again?
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