You know how when you are naming the plagues in the Seder? We hadn’t gotten there yet, but the sky, which was grey all morning,opened up and it started hailing. One of the ten
plagues! We cheered! Our untraditional Seder took place at 1 o’clock on the second day of Passover. That was when everyone was free. Besides being grey and cold, there was 24 mile an hour winds. As I carried our empty wine glasses to the tents, I was
afraid they would blow away and break. We had just started reading our Seder when the hail came down ,without warning.It was exciting for a few seconds
,then it turned into a hard rain. Rain fall on tent roofs is very loud and we are a soft spoken family. Sitting at a social distance pace made hearing us read a bit hard. Luckily, we know the story. I was about as cold as I have ever been. Dixie was shivering.
I had been to GoodWill a few days before for more wine glasses and I bought Dixie a baby, size 6 month, sleeveless vest. She had that on, her wool sweater, her rain jacket, a blanket that I pulled off of
the couch and my scarf. It wasn’t enough. She was still cold. I brought out a blanket for my Grandson’s girl friend. It was nasty. But the story got told,the best food ever, from chicken soup with matzah balls to a super rich dessert of stacked
matza filled with the creamiest, custardy filling ,like a tiramisu ,and charotzi made with dried fruit and fresh apples. This may go down as our best Seder.After we finished the service, the sun came out,
the sky was a beautiful blue, but it was too late. I didn’t warm up until I went inside and cranked the heat to 71. That’s the highest the thermostat has been. it felt so good.