When my son had his bris, it went by so swiftly, and there was nobody to record the sweet little details of the day.
I've tried to do that here. Enjoy this wordless post, my friends:
Friday, October 17, 2014
Bris: A Photographic Essay
Recently I attended a bris--the Jewish celebration for welcoming a baby boy into the community.
When my son had his bris, it went by so swiftly, and there was nobody to record the sweet little details of the day.
I've tried to do that here. Enjoy this wordless post, my friends:
And if you find yourself humming "Sunrise, Sunset," well, that's just fine.
When my son had his bris, it went by so swiftly, and there was nobody to record the sweet little details of the day.
I've tried to do that here. Enjoy this wordless post, my friends:
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