This purnima featured the true value of a silk turban. Gandharvika's skirt has a unique fastening system. The seamstress thought it would be easier but even after five years i still can't understand it. A Janmastami dress, the first time Giridhari wore a turban. All the folks favor Krsna with a turban. Srila Prabhupada told us boys in Chicago in seventy-five that turbans are to intimate though and Giridhari should have a crown most of the time.
From the seva asrama past the oreintal flower booth up a hill winding around the whaler's car wash back down through the shopping precienct toward the beach along the trace round by spinner's church laughing as i was passing a rasta man with his dred locks flying in the breeze a grocery bag on his arm and a skateboard on his handlebar. Wow. Drifting across "her company" "her land" and a blues club featuring an open michelle. By the dream inn and return to the asrama. On the road back i saw a couple of deer who looked at me as i went between them. Then they turned to each other and one spoke "There's something you don't see everyday" "What's that?" the second asked. "A boy on a small horse with round legs"
The orange Pralad-a-dad this evening. Dressing them and cooking sweets at the same time. Finish them then picking flowers for arati. Then calling it a day.