Greetings from Jerusalem, from where I will be blogging for the next few days.
I arrived at my small studio apartment in the City to find that it was still being cleaned for my visit. I sat outside under a stately, spreading tree and after a few minutes noticed what appeared to be dried carobs dangling from the branches, (and occasionally falling down and hitting my head). This being Jerusalem, I immediately thought of that famous talmudic passage concerning the old man who plants the carob tree knowing that he will never eat of its fruit, but sowing the seeds for the future. This ancient story has been used by so many rabbis in so many ways that it qualifies as a “hoary chestnut” (hence the title of the blog) but I must say, seeing, a real, live carob tree…was pretty cool.