A Dangerous Beauty
I couldn't help but notice what an absolutely spectacularly beautiful day today is....it is clear and cool, but not cold; not a cloud in the sky and not rainy or windy. It could be Autumn except that it is now December and hundreds of thousands of ancestral memories are telling me it's supposed to be wet and cold.
I love today for its autumnal beauty, its cerulean sky, its crisp promise, its cool winter sunlight pouring through the denuded branches along Emek Refaim. The sidewalks are full of people in the absence of the rain and cold and wind.
I am loving this....but I am also from a land that has scant water resources. Californians love this kind of weather because it allows us to jog and play tennis well into winter....but we also have a creeping unease settling in our hearts while we enjoy the present. We know what this means. No rain. No winter snows. No water next year. Draught.
A day like this has a beauty that makes us savor it, all the while recognizing that it is a dangerous beauty indeed.
Baruch Atta Elokim, Magen Avraham...mashiv haruach umorid hageshem. Selah!
photo credit: RomKri of Jerusalem Shots