

while Noam and I played in the field outside the pool.


The rosemary lamb was a brilliant creation, the Coca Cola Chicken was a treat for everyone.
And then we returned to Jerusalem after Shabbat under the cover of night. We woke up this morning to a desert sand storm, followed by blustery rain, followed by ... HAIL!! It's been hailing for hours now. Big pelting, noisy smashing, tinny tapping HAIL.
And poor Noam keeps getting woken up with a start by each clap of thunder. My Baby Barometer is not happy, to say the least. The skies are rumbling and he's roaring. Poor guy.
I think we'll go back to Kochav Yair. Fast.