As an artist, a jewellery maker, a make-everything-myself lady, she settled in the best place for creative souls – the city of Tzfat, a magical place, where Torah, art, and mountain air make a mix not found anywhere else in the world.
I wish her the best in her new home just as I wish myself a chance to go there again. Soon.
When the sun’s going down
And the golden your stones start to speak
If we just try to listen
To the stories and cries that are hidden beneath every street…