Springtime is finally here to stay and the dogwoods are in full bloom. Flowers are decorating the landscape and the fragrant sweet scent of snow-white Convallaria majalis, otherwise known as lily-of-the-valley is filling the air. The vernal equinox is easily my favorite season and a welcome change from the cold and snowy wintry weather. Friday night we celebrated the Sabbath with our friends Lon and Jane, who stopped in for the day on their way to Frankenmuth. After dinner we headed for Temple service at Temple Israel where we sang in the Sabbath bride and listened to a great sermon delivered by Rabbi Tisdale, reminiscing over the great and splendid past of the city of Detroit, and the belief that, the city will surely rebound and reinvent itself to return to its previous grandeur.
Towards the end of the service Rabbi Bennett stepped onto the Bimah and prepared the congregation for the Aleinu. From behind the lectern, after adjusting the microphone to match his height, he began with the words: “As you all know I am a runner … I immediately perked up and wondered how this unusual intro would bring us to the ancient prayer of thanks. Instead he connected it to the Blue Planet run and the journey I am about to undertake. Totally unexpected I was invited up to the Bimah to open the Ark. With Anne at my side we opened the glass sliding doors, bringing the Torah scrolls into clear view, and felt blessed and fulfilled with the unexpected honor.
Saturday morning we had brunch at Sunny’s Café, a local diner tucked away in a strip mall nearby. Under a giant mural depicting a moment of Capote’s Novella “breakfast at Tiffany’s” we enjoyed a scrumptious Greek omelet under the watchful eyes of Hepburn and Peppard. The food was great, the company exquisite and time stood still if only for a moment. Before long, and way too soon, Lon and Jane's visit came to an end and shortly after the noon hour they went on their merry way to the wedding party up North.
For Sunday morning I had signed up for the West Bloomfield rock and road 10K run, which offered a smorgasbord of asphalt roads, graveled trails and a grassy field. While many of my friends from Running Fit competed for time and placement, for me it was a final testing of the engine and various running parts. All turned out all right and the tune up concluded uneventfully in slightly under fifty-one minutes. After the early morning workout and some salty chips with guacamole dip at the finish line, I headed back home to return to my forever lengthy to-do lists.
Towards the end of the service Rabbi Bennett stepped onto the Bimah and prepared the congregation for the Aleinu. From behind the lectern, after adjusting the microphone to match his height, he began with the words: “As you all know I am a runner … I immediately perked up and wondered how this unusual intro would bring us to the ancient prayer of thanks. Instead he connected it to the Blue Planet run and the journey I am about to undertake. Totally unexpected I was invited up to the Bimah to open the Ark. With Anne at my side we opened the glass sliding doors, bringing the Torah scrolls into clear view, and felt blessed and fulfilled with the unexpected honor.
Saturday morning we had brunch at Sunny’s Café, a local diner tucked away in a strip mall nearby. Under a giant mural depicting a moment of Capote’s Novella “breakfast at Tiffany’s” we enjoyed a scrumptious Greek omelet under the watchful eyes of Hepburn and Peppard. The food was great, the company exquisite and time stood still if only for a moment. Before long, and way too soon, Lon and Jane's visit came to an end and shortly after the noon hour they went on their merry way to the wedding party up North.
For Sunday morning I had signed up for the West Bloomfield rock and road 10K run, which offered a smorgasbord of asphalt roads, graveled trails and a grassy field. While many of my friends from Running Fit competed for time and placement, for me it was a final testing of the engine and various running parts. All turned out all right and the tune up concluded uneventfully in slightly under fifty-one minutes. After the early morning workout and some salty chips with guacamole dip at the finish line, I headed back home to return to my forever lengthy to-do lists.
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