Out on the horizon there's an outfit whose colors seem like, at least once upon a time, the Deities favorites. Yeah, the aruna hara posse rides again. Today's garlands are solid carnations. A simple dress that goes on easily enough still looks sparkly with it's crystal beads on the edges of the skirts and chodders. Simply wonderful.
The fog krept in on it's quiet kitten pads this evening while i pedaled along. It made all seem almost chilly. As i passed between the twin lakes there were twenty or so sail boats on the ocean side. The bon fires were already lit and people were laughing and joking and carrying on. Beyond the shopper's corner this time and all the way to downtown the first time in six months that i've stopped there. The darkness chased me back to the asrama but i won by a few minutes.
The apprentice's favorite night dress, the lotus nails. He was happy to help dress them in it this evening. The long kirta of Giridhari drives him wild "I get this one when it is retired" he always tells me. Hmmmm.