Los Angeles Jewish Home

From the Summer 2011 edition of the Chai Journal


By Helen Bragar, 84
Los Angeles Jewish Home resident

I sit on the veranda and marvel at the breathtaking beauty of the orange rosebush as it soaks up, and seemingly reflects, the dazzling sunlight.

Blossoming trees and stately birds of paradise plants circle the perimeter of the patio just beyond. Birds are chirping, butterflies are flitting from bush to bush, and the flibbertigibbet hummingbird has dipped its wings into the cool water of the brimming fountain.

Spiky blue flowers line the walkway, and hordes of honey bees are gorging themselves on the sweet nectar. I wonder where they are going to take this bounty to turn it into delicious honey. The only things missing that could make this garden more heavenly are an apple tree, a man with a missing rib, a seductive maiden and a snake.

Oh well, I guess we'll just have to be satisfied with what we've got.

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