A hammock is the perfect place to hear the wind.
In the hammock between two oak trees at our ranch in the Texas Hill Country, I imagined the wind in the branches as the echo of the long-gone ocean that had flowed there millions of years ago.
Near Mt. Lassen, California, I relaxed in a mountain hammock and listened as a far-off wind among the canyons whistled nearer, nearer, nearer, and then faded slowly away.
And sometimes I’ve just lounged in a hammock in our backyard on a Shabbat afternoon, watched the summer breeze in the treetops, and warmed myself like a lizard in the sun.
Consider and Comment: Do you have a hammock? How do you like to relax on Shabbat?
Featured Image: My backyard hammock in California