I'm a little behind on my blogging, so here are a few summer outings.
On Sept. 11, we had our annual Tashlich Picnic. Tashlich is a ritual performed between Rosh HaShannah and Yom Kippur which involves symbolically casting one's sins away by tossing bread onto a body of water. Every year (weather permitting) we go to Colby Park in Wickliffe, OH, for picnic and to perform the ritual.
This is us driving to Colby Park. That's our sins on the dashboard.
First we eat, and then we atone.
Ethel is very serious about her sandwich.
This guy was also very serious about Ethel's sandwich.
Then, we went to the little bridge over the water and became sin-free.
And then there was this guy. (Insert your own duck dermatologist joke here.)
Then, on September 18, we went fishing at Punderson State Park.
This had nothing to do with any Jewish Holiday (although it is customary in some circles to serve a whole fish on Rosh Hashannah).
Larry caught the first fish, but we threw him back. The fish, not Larry.
Larry Betlejewski came with us because, well, I begged him to. I had never been fishing in my life.
This is me casting my first line.
The third one really wasn't a picnic, although we were eating sort of outside. We were in a structure in which we could see the sun and sky through the roof. It was built that way on purpose. OK. It was a sukkah,
This was our annual Sukkah Hop, where we drive around and spot various sukkahs in various neighborhoods, and then we stop at Rabbi and Mrs. Rennert's and have lunch in their sukkah.
