Aytana's buckwheat bread

A gluten free alternative

The highs n lows of a move

So, we're moving, again....

Time to start a Blog....

Three weeks ago we left our home.
Three weeks to go until we start a new one.
Here I am, mid transition, suspended between two worlds., even if it is suspended in style....
I find myself unusually alone, sitting in a cafe in Tel Aviv watching and hearing the world go on around me. Colours, sounds and smells drifting past....The reggae from this corner, the trance from that roof, children playing in the street, the smell of great lunches drifting from either side, merging into a feast.
I am blissfully detached and observant, relishing this moment of stillness. There is nothing to grasp, nothing to try change,  the kids are safe, everything in this moment is as it should be....Oh how nice it is to sometimes step out of the moment.
I feel it is such a contrast to my surroundings, I have always found Israel and her people vibrant, innovative, creative, buzzing and squeezing their large presence into every corner of each of these moments....amazing and despairing.
I hold my power in a small pouch, and I am happy.