I can feel the High Holy Days creeping up on me.

The "cheshbon ha-nefesh" is pushing up from beneath the surface by itself, noodging me.
"Take an honest look at this last year," it is saying.
I am thinking that perhaps I will actually use some of the time between Rosh HaShanah and Yom Kippur to look at my year as my teacher Mme. Colette would have advised:
from today in reverse to this time last year.

Earlier this afternoon the Boulder JCC showed the film about
Dr. Ruth. If you have a chance to, see it. What a rich and original life---with its share of tragedies, starting with being evacuated to Switzerland on a Kindertransport and never seeing her parents again.

I have just fallen asleep at the keyboard---a definite sign that it is time to wrap up. Blessings for sweet dreams...