The Seeds of the Future?

On Friday, for two brief hours, it snowed in Jerusalem, shutting down public transportation and Gan.  My cleaning lady stayed home as well, so I had that job this week.  By 10:30 am, the blue sky opened up over the city, and by 11 am, all of the snow had melted.  Having a whole morning to ourselves, Raphaela and I watched a performance of Brahms by the Israel Philharmonic, and she sat, mesmerised.

We also had a spirited discussion about Zubin Metha, and his similarity to her favorite musician, Mr. Harry Belafonte.

Afterwards, Raphaela informed me that when she is a big girl, she wants to play piano and be an orchestral conductor.  I asked what kind of music she would play, and she answered with confidence, "Sevivon!"  (The Hebrew Chanukah dreildel song)

When Raphaela was a baby, she was turning every possible object into a drum set, and her love of music has never surprised me.