magid

Despite the snow/ice overnight, and raininess yesterday, there seems to have been progress made in the mural the florist is putting on the side of his building. It features lots of flowers/vegetation (no surprise), and he's made a big grid to fill. I'm curious to see how what's there already gets linked together, and what colors get used (right now, most of what's done is in white, which I suppose is what they need to do first, since the background wall is dark brown).

I found it interesting that when I cleared off the car, there were folds of ice-snow that had slid off the hood and gently folded in front of the headlights. It was satisfying to break through the crust, finding the air pockets below.

I'm having strange dissonance hearing war news. On the one hand, there's Iraq, and Saddam Hussein (not to mention his eponymous airport), both definitely in the herenow. On the other hand, there's the Tigris and Euphrates rivers, and military legions named for Hamurabi and Nebuchadnezzar, which makes me think of the Biblical and first Temple periods, expecting all sorts of things that Just Don't Happen these days, religious epiphanies that change the world, or miracles, or something. It feels like there's two stories overlaying one another, which seem to become mixed up at times. Perhaps it's just my not-old-enough-to-have-really-long-history American sensibilities coming into play again.

Another thing I saw at the kosher market: oven mitts and such made with matza patterns on them. Right next to the special sponges that are around $2.50 a pop. Passover shopping can be such a scam...