Turquoise "paper silk" with fuscia choli for Gandharvika, chodder for both Mahaprabhu and Giridhari. Giridhari also has a fuscia patka and pants. Mahaprabhu has the peacock on his kirta from days long gone by making it the oldest of all but in a new dress. Pink lilies are the dominant flower at this time of year. The garlands have many of them along with honey suckle, roses and labatira.
A light and nimble journey darting between construction sites and cars. Pedalinglike a messenger on a time watch. Flying past the sunny cove and the sun bathers there, staying low to resist the wind. Mixing in with a team in training to draft some of their speed after all it's nearly time for arati and Sri Giridhari is tapping his foot. Some one drives by me, leaning out their window to say "faster! God's waiting!"
Dressing the Deities in night dress so pretty, smooth chinese silk, rich red and cream colors like the ocean of milk. By now it goes on quickly and as shut the light out i know it's the touch that kills material desire.