Rabbi Brian tires to keep track of three balls in a pool and realizes he is dealing with life.
Fall, 2025 I’m sitting in my favorite chair in the living room. The sky is getting darker. It’s almost dusk. I check the time: 4:40 p.m. The dark starts early these days. Especially in the Pacific Northwest. I make a mental note to take my vitamin D in the morning. ✧✧✧ Most weeks I get a bit panicked that I
Beloved reader, I am redoing the rotb.org website. Again. Why am I redoing the website again? Because a website older than (blank) years is (blank minus one) years overdue for a facelift. (The standard is three years for small sites and six years for large sites.) ✧✧✧ While placing into the background a composite grid, 15 wide by five tall,
An apple, a banana, and a baseball cap.🍎🍌🧢 ✧✧✧ I arrive at the wedding venue super early. My preference, always, is to arrive early, find the couple, and let them see that I’m on site. (It usually calms them down.) But, today, I’m super, super early. The couple haven’t even arrived yet. “You the photographer?” I ask a man pulling
