The late-ish hour is in no way an indication of hesitation in my ardent desire to wish you a sabbath peace. It is ever my hope to wish it for you and pray it for you again and again into always.
Here is something for your eyes:
Here is something for your ears:
Here is something for your heart and soul:
Shabbat Shalom . . .
“Bells. Three of them.” and “The Color of Raindrops” © 2018 Timothy Waugh