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Yesterday was the [re]FRESH [re]NEW [re]START event at Fiberflame in Saugerties (between Woodstock and Saugerties on Rt 212). An beautiful turn out for a great happening. My role, in my work as a consultant to GREEN EILEEN, was in coordinating between the various groups that partnered to make the event happen.

Here’s the invite from the facebook event describing the event:

1776 Route 212
Saugerties, NY 12477

Enjoy WOODSTOCK DESIGN’s fabulous fashion show and trunk sale with the latest from EILEEN FISHER, as well as gently worn Eileen Fisher clothing from the GREEN EILEEN recycled clothing initiative, offered at affordable prices. Create something special at the upcycle crafting stations with FIBERFLAME and GREEN EILEEN artists.

For every gently worn EILEEN FISHER garment you donate, you will receive a tax receipt and $5 “thank you” gift card from Eileen Fisher Inc., PLUS an extra $5 off coupon to spend at WOODSTOCK DESIGN.

[re] new
Let your imagination run wild at the upcycle crafting stations, for all ages, with FIBERFLAME’s dynamic duo Christina and Shea and GREEN EILEEN workshop artists.

Lend a hand to our “[re]fresh • [re]start” fundraiser, an opportunity to raise dollars and awareness for HOPE’S FUND, an Ulster County organization created by women, for women, born out of the desire to mobilize the human and financial strength and the resources of local women in order to improve the lives of women in need in our community. we’ll be helping 3 women with a fresh start: new clothing and makeovers for job hunting, all anonymously, via the support of our sponsors and your contributions.

This is a not-to-be-missed event for the whole family. Shop for yourself, send in your sweetie for a pre-Valentine’s Day purchase, inspire and entertain the kids – all for a brighter future here in the Hudson Valley and a better, greener Earth.

Cashmere Quilt

Decide to make a cashmere quilt — baby stroller or crib size (30″ x 40″). It isn’t done. Last step will be adding the binding — still deciding on red or black. Here are a few of the steps along the way.

On Sunday November 18 I’ll be setting up a table with my band mate Karen Levine. Yes, we’ll be playing some music. BUT we’ll also be selling handmade items: ceramic fortune cookies, one inch buttons (the proceeds of which will go to Occupy Sandy), recycled cashmere and wool sweaters, skirts, mittens and handwarmers, and note cards featuring images from Karen’s recent batik work. Here are a few photos.

Sasha Pearl thou shalt not art

How is it possible that a day starts with a list of “to do” items a full page long and proceeds to unfold like this:

Lots of emails, updated the Sinterklaas Rhinebeck website, got a chiropractic adjustment (thank you Nori) meeting with Ana Sanjuan over fries and coffee (really), lots of project management stuff (got a couple of web design projects in the works), found ceramic mugs for the Community Music Space to put their logos on, worried about friends and relatives in NY & NJ, visit with Grace Welker the brilliant word smith, lovely dinner with Bernard Greenwald, Sasha and Trevor, played some music. Ready to call it a day. Oh yeah, and thanks to Susan Goodman Goldstein for bringing the last of our wonderful CSA share.

(Mind you this isn’t even a complete recounting).

And at day’s end, reviewing the morning’s list, I find I have nothing to check off.

Time to revisit the organizational and prioritizing process!

Arrived Ben Gurion airport after the inevitable long flight with cramped seating, stiff neck, lack of sleep and over cooked food. Had some lovely seating companions not the last of who were my daughter. Also a young Turkish woman (did i mention the first leg of the flight was to the Istanbul airport) going home after two years in NY. Her excitement to see her family and be back in her motherland was moving. The layover in Turkey was short. It involved schlepping luggage, drinking Turkish coffee and a little bit of waiting.

After deplaning at the Israeli airport near Tel Aviv we got on the foreigners line for presenting our passports. Even in the foreigners line the Israeli method of line forming is already inaction. Shoulder to shoulder, belly to back, jostle for a better position in a formation I would call a mass rather than a line. When it was finally our turn we went up as a group shared our main reason for visiting Israel: to see our son/brother on the occasion of his tekkes or graduation ceremony after many months of training in the Golani 51. We call it playing the IDF card because there is clearly a respect for the fact that one of our family members has made this enormous commitment to their country.

Post the passport business is collecting our luggage and the require hassling over the cab fare to Tel Aviv. While I have been the group leader up to now I relinquish the reins to Bernard who snaps into action demanding to know the fare and if the meter will be running and so one. Later, of course, we will get more refined instruction in this procedure from Ben!

We go through the hot afternoon in our little taxi, radio blaring including a Israeli-style rendition of shalom alecheim. We arrive at our hostel, the Gordon Inn. I over tip the gruff taxi driver who suddenly gets a bit softer. Later we are instructed not to tip the driver. The Gordon is great for a cheap night’s accommodations. Aside from being on the fourth floor (walk up, not good for Bernard) our tiny room rally does fit us all and there is wonderful terrace just outside our door that looks out across the two blocks leading to the beach and the is the sea sparkling in the sun!

Sasha now steps up to be our leader and takes off leaving us to laying on our bunk beds in a state of mostly exhaustion sprinkled with exhilaration and excitement. She returns in short order with beers (tuborg and carlsberg, the ubiquitous coke, and an assortment of Israeli ice pops). We lounge on the terrace. Eventually the decision is to leave Sam a note as to our where abouts and head out to find some dinner.

We walk along the promenade that follows the coast lone and the white sandy beach. It is dotted heavily with beach chairs, lounges and umbrellas owned by the various restaurants that supply food and drink. Every son often, in-between, there are also public beaches. We go to Le Mer as recommended by Gidan, the helpful concierge at the Gordon. And not much after being seated on low plastic chairs, driving our feet into the still warm sand, we are joined by Sam. Now we are the group of five that are making this journey to see our Ben! Dinner is good. Lamb kebabs, merguez sausage, hummus, chopped salad, liver, fries, falafel. A feast. Bernard tops it with a Turkish coffee (Israel-style, I think I’ll devote an entire post to coffee in Israel latter).

Some us go back to our room and others continue to lounge on the beach. Eventually we are all snoozing, snoring and even a bit of sleep talking according to Sasha, stacked in our bunk beds in our little room on the fourth floor of a sandy colored building on the corner or Gordon and Ben Yahuda Streets in the teaming and vibrant city, Tel Aviv. What a day.


Another iPad experiment. I drew this picture (or scribble if your prefer) on my iPad and saved it to photos. Now I’ve posted it here. Hmmm. Kind of cool.


Testing blogging equipment. This post is from my iPhone.

Testing the “system” so I can post to this blog while traveling. Haven’t blogged in a while and I am amazed to find how many comments were waiting for me — all spam of course. Cleaning them out and hoping they don’t return. “Japanese woman peeing.” Seriously. I need to deal with this?

This morning feels like this sweater.

Available at my Etsy Shop

We had a lovely morning in the village of Rhinebeck including breakfast at Bread Alone where they are serving all kinds of decadent chocolate dishes in honor of Valentine’s Day. I had a nice stroll through all the beautiful things that are filling the shelves and racks at Winter Sun & Summer Moon while Bernard made a visit to the art store. Then we met up at the newest shop in town, Breezy Hill Farm Store, next to CVS. A feast for the eyes as well as the palette. These photos are all about the beauty of the veggies but these was also fruit, baked goods, dairy, and meat — and from what I could see — all organic and local when possible. They are open daily from 9-6. Great new resource for a fine meal! Really nice people, too.

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