Sunday is an important day for our family. It’s “sukkah day.” Now if you think I mean it’s the holiday of Sukkot, no, that doesn’t start for another week and a half. This Sunday is the day my husband drags out of the garage the large, unwieldy pieces of wood that make up the sukkah he designed ten years ago. It takes him all day to put the thing together. Every year he says he’s going to give this up and buy a pre-fab. But I’m rather attached to our sukkah, especially because we have painted the inside.
On the far wall in the photo you can see my “Jerusalem in the snow” scene. I wasn’t intentionally trying to paint snow, but I left a lot of white space, so it does have a snowy look.
For those of you reading this post who have no idea what a sukkah is, time to visit a Jewish neighborhood (or Israel) the week of October 12. In backyards, frontyards, driveways, on porches and terraces you will see these decorated booths with greenery on top. We eat in those booths for seven days. Some hardy folk (hardier than me) sleep in them, too. More on Sukkot.