Moon Photo 10
It’s the New Moon at the end of Chanukah, and I had two nights to line up the achingly poignant menorah pic that would be able to tell the story of what Chanukah was like this year, but it didn’t come together. None of the menorah pics could hold a candle — if you will — to the little backyard fire that kept us warm at my men’s council on the seventh night. We got very real at that fire. Shared some deep and longstanding childhood stuff with one another. We shared in each other’s light in the darkness.
