Hinda Blum
15 posts
Bugs bite, eat me.I do not bite, eat themespecially mosquitoes. Theyare not my friend. If,Iswallowed them, oh mywhata fright! I’d itch, scratch,wiggleand giggle:A terrible sight. So pleaselisten up,so you’llknowwhatis true. Iwill notbeeating mosquito bugs.How,aboutyou? Please leave your comments below. Read more by Hinda Blum.
Holiday preparations Pesach (Passover) is quite a big deal every year. It takes about a month before the holiday to clean the house, clear away every little crumb of ‘chametz,’ bread, and only then can we start preparing the food. Cleaning for Pesach is hard work but once I start […]
Springis that you?The warmth I feel from the sunthe clear sky,lounging on my porchwith no mittensno hatno heavy coatto keep the cold away? So nice and peacefulnot battling the cold. But… is this just a tease?Springare you teasing us?And you, Winterwill you returnwith your cold, icy darknessthat robs meof warmth? […]
You tugged on my heartstringsyou walking your daughter down the aisle with pride and joy And again, your speech, delivered with poise and grace tugged on my heartstrings. It was more than a speech it was a song of your dedication and love as a father A love song, funny and smart,that filled me with love for you and all that you […]
Chanukah miraclesChanukah light.In all my friends’ windowsthe candles shine bright. As I ride down the streetin my car, they appear. They say “listen and see;miracles happen here.” We light up the darknessbright as can befor long ago miraclesour people did see. In each home I pass by with candles aflameI wonder about […]
If we were friends I’d give you my heart we’d dance and sing and play and do art We’d skip through the creek paddle down the riverrun as fast as we can we’d laugh and we’d holler We’d dress up for funclimb mountains highwe’d swing from the branchesreach for the sky But I’m getting olderI can’t […]
If it takes a village to raise a child what does it take to get into heaven? Who will greet me when I get there? What will it be like? How will it feel to see the dearly beloved of forever? Recently I arrived home to many familiar voices as […]
Geraniums for my MamaGeraniums we growWe watch them all summerIn the stone pots down below 50 some years those pots they sitSo strong, so still,Watching our livesNear the steps down the hill The secrets, the stories, those stone pots could tellLike an interesting book, one we know so wellOn porch […]