We live in a building in a neighborhood called Katamonim. The builder claims that it's really in Katamon. And government officials call it Gonnenim.
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| Basil, mint, and lemon verbena |
While you may have hoped for a full tour of our apartment, it seems to me that these are the markers of having settled in. The kids are enjoying camp at the local Nature Museum and Don is in his office writing a book. I'm taking a break from the normalcy of it all to notice that there is artwork hanging on the fridge, a toy cabinet filled with activities, and flowers blooming on the balcony. I think that I'll take a deep breath, eat a pear with some blue cheese and celebrate the fact that we've actually made it.
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