a book that gathers handwritten love letters written in ink between 1972 and 1973. Avi wrote to Dorit while living on Mount Scopus in Jerusalem, and Dorit collected his letters from her mailbox in Haifa. She wrote back with longing, poems, and words of love, sealed each envelope, sent it north, and waited in anticipation for the next reply.

The letters were carefully preserved, later transcribed, and shaped into an inspiring book about communication in a time when distance and time carried a different weight within a relationship. The years 1972–1973 are subtly emphasized on a white cloth cover. The hills of Jerusalem on one side and the hills of Haifa on the other are drawn in a freehand contour line, embossed like a continuous thread that connects the two landscapes, defining the unique bond revealed through the letters.

The design choices protect intimacy. They honor the cadence of handwriting and the quiet that lives between the pages. The names Avi and Dorit, along with the book’s title taken from Avi’s signature in the letters, are stamped in black foil on white cloth. Simple. Direct. Present. Just as true love should be.