Trees of My Childhood

Cindy Ruskin — Tufts of Tune

Dear friends,

Of the many trees of my childhood neighborhood in Jerusalem, there were a few individuals that I developed a relationship with. The cypress tree in the neighbor’s yard across the street was climbable, and became “the headquarters” for a couple years. It had that dry smell, unavoidable because climbing up necessitated moving your head through its stringy leaves. Around the corner in another yard, the strawberry…