Shana Tova
I thought I would ring in the Jewish New Year by posting for the first time since April. Interestingly, I believe that the day after my last post, I read that the average blog has a lifespan of less than three months, almost exactly how long my blog was active before it went dark. Perhaps this blog entry will kick-start another ninety day period of active blogging. Who knows.
So, on to Rosh Hashana. This year, for the first time, we welcomed Rosh Hashana with the blowing of the Shofar at our Erev dinner. One of the reasons we didn't do so before was because none of us could blow a Shofar. Trust me, it's a lot harder than it looks. Well this year, a Shofar blower emerged among us...and his name is Zachary. Blow on, little man!
So, on to Rosh Hashana. This year, for the first time, we welcomed Rosh Hashana with the blowing of the Shofar at our Erev dinner. One of the reasons we didn't do so before was because none of us could blow a Shofar. Trust me, it's a lot harder than it looks. Well this year, a Shofar blower emerged among us...and his name is Zachary. Blow on, little man!

