"I found the true red for Radharani" that's what the garlnad maker said to me today."I made her an all rose garland." Giridhari's had interesting flowers mixed in with the roses. It went down to his feet where it had followed the curve in his leg. Mahaprabhu's was to his knees with a variety of flowers also. It was dark moon day so they wore their honey bee, Madhuvrata, dress to go with these garlands.
Another day of vyau. From the arama to the bike trip for a couple of tubes. Returning via the road to the trader for parama ana ingredients. Then back the winding road to the asrama door to cook up the parma ana.
Such opportunities that come unsaught are certainly the most blessed event, this evening's night dress.