Superstar today. The soft pink and white. Mahaprabhu has a turban and an elongated kirta. Offered as the Gaura Purnima dress a couple of years ago, Giridhari has a pleated skirt with rosebuds between the pleats forming an almost eyelet pattern. Gandharvika has a silver lace veil and stings of seed beads hanging from the sleeves of her choli. Mostly rose petal garlands with a few whole pink lilies. A satiny look to the silk.
Another quick pedal day. Along the opal cliffs and through the village past the produce stand and the sufferers shucking out of their wet suits. The sight of the day was a twenty foot, ten door stretch hummer. What a sight it was. Sunday was family day for the pedalers. Either that or "peletons" of boy and girlfriend types. As i went by they must have thought me some kind of hot dog or something. But as one person once leaned out his window to say "faster, God is waiting!"
Smooth as milk, that is the Chinese silk of the touch that kills. Red and creamy white with flowers embroidered. All things were quick but a little behind time. One person told me that time is more of a mundane concept since five thousand years ago there were no clocks. hmmmmm.