Is it tomorrow or just the end of time? The lime green and purple with silver a chiffon, soft flowing outfit. Garlands of lilies and a few tube roses that were left. Another short skirt by design for Gandharvika with silver circles on the slip that have beads glued on them in the shape of stars. Circle shape, star shapes and any geometric shape but square. Mahaprabhu has a purple sash. All the jewelry was made for this dress except Giridhari wears a long necklace that was made at another time. Bhakta Blade came to polish all the shoes, flute and camara. He might be a bit young to work like that, but he gets rythum when he feels flat.
A quick dash to the post office and back. Then it's dark and the cold is comming so take shelter of the barn, not a real ride, it's just not new without a tree or two.
It's a miracle mom that this dress was completed in time. Purple, gold and a more pink purple for Gandharvika. The temple fire keeps burning so the chodders have been shed.

Tube roses made it into the garlands for today. They make the altar smell so wonderful and make the white knight talk forward. The dress that had the dhotis arrive backward. Now Mahaprabhu has a sash to hide the seem in his kirta that came since the cloth wasn't cut properly. Gandharvika's jewelry was given by one of the Indian members. A, E, I, O, U only the "u" isn't used in this outfit's name.
Well don't it always seem to go that you don't know what you've lost until it's repaired? That's the way my bike felt today as i pedaled along. i just forget how much i ride and how much i really need to get it tuned up regularly.Past the hotel with the "Peace on Earth" on the markee and the public radio. Through the rushing home traffic playing games with the license plates, in search of verses or English "sutras". to remind me of the purpose that i keep my bike and body as fit as possible.
The only silver night dress the Deities have. It was offered on Radhastami and while Caitanya Caritamrita was being read there came a section where the gopis were speaking with some deer and asking if they had seen Krsna. They asked "O dear doe...." The reader spelled out the words so there would'nt be any mistake about who was beinging spoken to .

"You mean I've got an outfit named for me?" asked Bhakta Blade. This one is 'Nila 'cause it's blue and calling it blue would be such a vanila name in my own humble estimation. The seamstress has tried to reproduce Giridhari's chiffon-like flowing chodder from this dress in others. Sometimes she's got it about as good but never better. The garlands are of leaf and roses today. "Blue and gold, blue and gold, we'll put Clifty out in the cold!"
i pedaled into the cycle shop today and left my horse of a different color over night for it's quarterly check-up. A fine and fancy pedal from the asrama to the shop, A fast yet hilly journey past the harbor high school, fancy flowers and robabank. What a name for a bank huh? Then returning without i retired to the barn to pedal my way to nowhere with the hope that the wrench at the bike shop's fix would last into the new year.
The pralad-a-dad night dress with Gandharvika's pannel skirt, Giridhari's vest and belt while Mahaprabhu has the simple chodder and sash. This one hasn't got lots of jewelry made for it but each have earrings.

Yudisthira, the personification of religious principals, and the evil Sukini, the cheating dice thrower. This name the red and purple dress contrasts the seamstress and me since she can't handle the names i give the outfits. The garlands are the usual rose petal for Monday morning. Gandharvika's hair was so decorated in the back that it took the crown to keep everything from scatering every which where.
The clear and cold afternoon saw me going along the standard trace. That is from the asrama through the parking lots of the bank, convience store and hospital over the freeway and past the high school football field. Then back around past the church where they hand out food in charity once a month or so. Then on to the basketball, baseball and tennis park. Passing that i turned back to the asrama to wake the Lord. After that i sat in the barn and pedaled away to avoid the dark, cold and traffic.
The baby blue night dress saw the angora chodders put on for the winter for the first time. The night is also clear and cold so they need something to keep them warm since Bhakta Blade wasn't here to build a fire.

Nayanam asru dharaya, when will my eyes be decorated with tears while I chant your holy name? This name 'cause
Gandharvika wears blue velvet. Today is Odana Sasti, the day when a winter garment is offered to the Deities. This dress has all of them in velvet somewhere, Mahaprabhu has velvet pants, Giridhari has a velvet jacket and Gandharvika a velvet skirt and choli. The garlands for today have big marigolds and roses that go very well with the dress and the color scheme.
The rain came today so the trainer is back. Well it's still better than getting soaked and sprayed by the cars. It's going nowhere fast and life threatening boredom but it's better than not pedaling at all.
In the ninth the one from Guru Maharaja's appearance of quite a few years ago. A long red jacket for Giridhari, blue and green for Mahaprabhu and deep blue for Gandharvika. Peacock shade of blue and green to go with the red that is a combination that will keep them dancing all through the night

bang and bang the bell came apart twice duriing the mangala arati. They wore the cutty sark dress today with big sunflowers in the garlands. Giridhari with the yellow with red stones. A blue necklace along with a pale green and red one too. The same deep blue as in Giridhari's necklace is the color of Mahaprabhu's dhoti and kirta blue and red jewelry for him. Gandharvika has a burgandy color sari with the same red and blue necklace and earrings as Mahaprabhu.
The trainer, my old friend. It was unusually satisfying. Perhaps since it's cold and dark out there and the drivers who on the best days protest "I can't see you" really have a point in this light. Even with a bright head and tail light still on the winding roads that snake from the asrama through town it makes us pedalers dark and ghost-like figures. The tainer was a good solution today.
The most blessed event, the Saturday regular. They were once again ready for taking a little early rest. One of the crowns fell behind the jewelry case which gave an opportunity to clean behind it. The small things that make the worship complete.

There she is, Miss America. They haven't worn this one for a couple of months 'cause Giridhari has a velvet coat which seems just to hot for the summer months. This week "the hawk" has been making his presence felt though so this one came out. The garlands once again had the flowers showing their faces to the world. Maybe it's a lack of flowers that does that, it's a nice change of appearance all in all.
Pedaling through the cold on an all carbon fork. The warm leaves quickly as the sun at this time of year and the pedalers are dressing the part. Out by the natural bridge only the sea lions and gulls are there. The people are either celebrating the season or just too cold to come to the bridge. So as rapidly as i can pedal i get back to the asrama to wake the Deities from their afternoon rest and then the sunset service.
The peacock crowns and effulgences top off the gold trimed copper night dress. They may be dancing all night again tonight but they didn't stay up as late as last night. hmmm.

This morning Bhakta Blade performed the mangala ceremony and went sliding across the altar looking for a cloth to dry the Deities with which was quite hasya. They followed the angles today being thankful for the garlands that were of stock and roses. The yellow of Giridhari and the green and black of Mahaprabhu and Gandharvika.
Pedaling off to one of the folks house saw me lost. Leaving out a right and going a couple of miles in the wrong direction. Then along a street with no outlet. At the bottom of a hill i looked up and then at my watch and said "no, not now." Then i returned to the asrama past under the subway past the banks and shopping centers. The college has so much new construction that it was good that no one else was on the road. All i want to know is where does this road go?
A lion on the chase this evening. A fitting name of the night dress for the way the pedaling of the day. The Deities stayed up a little late this evening but then they got a little extra rest after lunch. (haha)they could have danced all night.

The aruna har posse rode again today. Yeah that pink and green dress that was the first of that color combination after a run of about four in a row. Giridhari with his skirt flying in the breeze with the crystal beads dangaling and making a noise as they colide. As i've probably said a few times now one Chinese member of the group took a picture of this dress and made a painting of it to enlarge it. Now they use the painting on their altar there. RMN would be so surprised.
Out of the night before the full moon is bright, the pedaling pujari, he makes his rounds complete, the pedaling pujari feels so very much free. Past the harbor in the dark around by the theater where people once again line up to see the same act as was in town last night. Back by the usual route but this time the charge in my light lasts until i get up to the asrama and i shut it off.
The lotus nails of the lord this evening. Bhakta blade fixes Giridhari's hair but it didn't suit me so i had to change it a bit. He said "Wow, you didn't have to change much did you?" "Of course not" i replied. hmmmm.

Urvasi, a heavenly society girl. This one is the same blue as the night dress, except of course, in the eyes of the seamstress. Today's garlands have the center of the flowers facing out. Giridhari's follows the curve of his tribanga and gives the feel of gentle motion. Makes me think about saying foxy.
A first today. i've never pedaled so late into the evening that the charge ran out in my light, but on this evening it did. Just about the Locatelli ranch the dark took over. It was the usual run to market to market to get some fruit, soap and sandalwood oil, then back to the asrama but then back down to the opal cliff through the darkness to the sunny cove which has the moonlight floating on it's water now. The windmill is dimmly lit the fog horn sounds in the harbor and the people line up at the theater to see the evening show. Then i turn it around to see other pedalers going along without light of any kind like the dark-goully figures you'd see at halloween. As i pedal along back to the asrama i keep hoping that there is enough time left on lamp's charge and just as i feel like i'm going to slide in under the time bell the dark of night comes along.
The lion's club this evening. A good selection for the chill of the night. This is one of the few outfits with jewelry for the night. It must be odd to wear necklaces to bed, more reason to know that they go out dancing in the evening. hmmmm. You don't get this stuff in the Bible.

Ah, yes, the Madhuvrata, the honey bee dress. With the black honey bees and black onyx jewelry. The dark moon day usually sees the Deites wear some kind of black since the moon is dark. Wow, Mahaprabhu's garland is short today, huh? Only makes it to his waist, maybe the longer ones are harder to dance in kirtan with. Gandharvika has a braid wraped all the way around the top of her head today which looks like a terra.
Another day quickly passing beyond the harbor and then by the old movie theater that's only rented out to various kinds of performances now. Next the twin lakes on the way back. The sky looks like rain is on the way, bad sign for all of us pedalers. The geese are still around but not along the road so much now. The wharf road is the way back to the asrama today. Under the highway and ending the the main street that leads to the town. Then to the winding path to the asrama itself where the clock is just about to strike the hour of the sunset service.
The baby blue dress tonight. The white trim is lacey on Gandharvika and Mahaprabhu while Giridhari is reversed since his skin tone is almost an exact match for the blue cloth in this night dress. With his black hair curling around his shoulders it all makes a festival for the eyes and allows us to get some kind of glimpse even with our mundane senses.

When you smile for the camera you know you look so much better. During one of the services today one of our folks was snapping pictures faster than i could offer the incense. The sikkhipicca camara dress today, a red one with peacock feathers on it along with the blue and green trim. The garlands of Mahaprabhu and Giridhari have spider mums in the center that seem to burst like a sunrise. Gandharvika's has sunflowers which had less a dramatic look.
Wow a real ride today. Pedaling to the condo of one of the folks doing therapy in the form of foot bath. Comming out i stopped for a fellow peddaler just as i was about to join the flow, a bus flew by and knocked me off my saddle. As i past the coffee shop, post office and yoga center i shook off the blow. Then to the hook following it to the east cliff by the radio station around the bend to the high school, fire station and restaurant supply shop. The frontage road led me back to the main road to return to the asrama for the sandhya.
The chinese silk this evening. Giridhari's accordian chodder floats in the breeze as his jacket also rises. Gandharvika and Mahaprabhu hold still and oberserve the swirling dancing of Giridhair in the center.

Havirbhu, the color of foam on ghee a shinny soft gold the other skirts that are a little short on Gandharvika are accidents, but this one is designed that way. The cloth is only long enough to make it do her ankles but adding on wouldn’t have been possible so the seamstress just made the end of the slip a boarder to complete the length.
Starting from the opal cliffs between the twin lakes and around by the sea lion rock and then to a park where one of the folks was celebrating a birthday. They played the Hoosier game, and honored the mercy of the supreme partier. Then off to the “I don’t need no doctor”.
The most blessed event as usual on Saturday night. The dressing is quick and easy, not too much fuss. As the days go by in this dress it keeps on without the signs of wear

Saint Patrick's easter comes fashionably late. The friday purple dress. Giridhari's cape has jewels hanging from the strap across his neck that fill in enough that none need to be put on otherwise. Gandharvika? She's got flowers on her veil, flowers on the skirt, and flowers every where. Mahaprabhu is simple and plain.
Down the road and past the front porch antiques to the city college. Round a cement boat and to the closed private beach turn it all around and do it all agian.
Put this one on 'till the copper fades away. it was a night that the deities were out dancing till late in the evening. now? Well they do carry on all night now don't they?

Each day has it’s color, how many times have I said that? “The Queen in days of old” has all the colors of the rainbow in it so that makes it an outfit suited for the Ekadasi day since that can be any day of the week. That way each color is there and each day would be represented. Spreading mystic colors everywhere through the air like the glow around their hair, full of color. Just about the best style of garlands today, looking so fine, the flowers were smiling and waiving.
Nachre amar man, nachre amar man, “pedaling in my mind” sickness can easily take your mind where mind won’t usually go. Like through the downtown near the shopper’s corner and through the trail by the creek under the bridges behind the mall circling around to come back to the asrama again.
With purple for Friday morning put on this evening, the Deities were ready to go off to happily enjoy their pastimes. Beginning in their beds decorated with transcendental aromatic flowers and ending in the highest levels of the deepest joy. Such as not even imagined by the most beautiful denizens of heaven.
Yeah, i saw vraja kissing santa claus too

Superstar, Mahaprabhu with his star bracelet. It was offered on Gaura Purnima and when i saw the star i knew what the name would be. "These flowers are too hard to use for garlands!" That's what today's garland maker said. They weren't the usual carnations that she buys so it was a little more work to get them onto the string. Hmmm. They seem to be no harder than any carnation to me. But then i'm different. It must be all in what someone gets used to.
Pedaling today was a quick one since the everything looks worse when the evening removes the color of our sight. With out a light the halogen cars simply stamp my eyes with the flash of unecessarily bright light. At least the "foolish deer" won't run into me with a light. It would catch their eyes and stop them making them say "look, a boy on a small horse with round legs. That's something you don't see everyday."
Bhakta blade was helping this evening so they took rest a little later than usual. Tonight he was praying that no one take me to India and if they didn't,as they had said they will, he'd kiss their lotus piggys

She was here today, Sue Nila Vasana, that is. A beautiful dress. There are times when Gandharvika wears this dress she has a black and white choker with matching earrings, but today it was a purple one with earrings in the same shade but not matching design. Giridhari and Mahaprabhu just wore the jewelry made for the dress. The garlands are of the remainder of donated flowers like sunflowers and big mums. A few rose petals thrown in to stretch them. Also the mums are put in with their faces showing to the people rather than being strung through them. A specifically lovely blue sari.
Around the cliffs, between the twin lakes through the harbor and then by the boardwalk. A different route than the usual but change is good. i'm so new at this compared to you. Back for the sunrise meditation just in the pinch of time.
Pralad a dad. One of the Nrsinghacaturdasi series. The pannel skirt and Giridhari's vest. They had me getting things done while i was dressing them. In the round it all came out at the normal time.

Well, you can't have it your way until you spend a lot of money even in India. This dress was just too small time for the tailor there. No matter how much our seamstress and assitant pleaded and explained to him he just couldn't do what they asked. Red, cream and turquoise. Still and all a nice effort, just not exactly what they asked for.
The barn again. Where the light is always dim and the sounds of the rain drops on the tin roof are all i hear. It is better than not pedaling at all and sometimes more fun since it's safer and dryer. It'll never replace getting out in the open though.
The blue and white from Radhastami. A baby blue shade with Giridhari in white with bits of the blue trim so his body won't blend in too much with an all blue dress since this shade is almost the exact match to his skin color.

"Such a beautiful outfit" People said that today. "The white and gold is such a good combination." This one calls us all back across the universe. The garlands are heavy, not symetrical and all the same length. Still they don't look that bad and i'm sure the Deities don't mind. "Some one should take a picture" the at noon and also at the sandhya.
Just a bit outside today. Down the road from the asrama and on to the community college a steep hill and some flat surface. On to several small and furry animals comming together in an old barn and watching me pedal away. It must have been quite a sight since it was fully night and i had no light except for a small flash light. Well it felt like a real ride.
In the ninth the power hitters were in the line up and one of them knocked on out. The Deities too k rest a bit early which is alright with me.

"What a beatifully simple dress!" many people said when they saw the dress today. The lotus flowers are low and sometimes they overflow with rasgulla candy. Bengali Mahaljadhu. Gandharvika's garland looked like a heart today with it's mums and whorls. Everybody's favorite shape for it to take.
Wow, with all the medication it was a light day for pedaling. Just beyond the east cliff and sunny cove flying past the windmill bike shop then beyond the public radio. Turn it all around and back to the asrama.
The most blessed event this evening as each Saturday evening. A quick night as the hair needs to be done and should be for the morning they went off to rest with a smile.

Friday is purple. In this dress both Mahaprabhu and Giridhari have purple. Mahaprabhu's sash and chodder to go with the green dhoti and kirta, while Giridhari has a deeper purple coat to top his yellow dhoti and chodder. Gandharvika has a blue sari with silver designs. Today's garlands look like the flowers are at the end of the week. Big sunflowers in Mahaprabhu's and the "whorl" in Gandharvika and Giridhari's. At the start of the day they're fine but by the end......
Fast and furious. A fine and fancy ramble by the natural bridge. Since the days are short and the nights are getting colder the people are fewer but the sea lions and gulls appreciate those that do come to see them. The monarch flutterbys are out of town. Meanwhile it's back for the sunset service just in the nick of time.
Just a couple of more weeks before the winter chodders are offered so the same dress tonight as all Friday nights. "Tell me lies" the copper, gold and blue seed beads take this night dress prize

She'll be there with bells on. "There are bells on Gandharvika's skirt. That should be a clue for you. I mean for the name of the dress." That's what one of the young folk who was learning a little about the puja said to me on the Radhastami day this dress was offered. He was putting the skirt on her when he told me that. Then it made sense to me. After all Radharani is who Krsna teaches the worship of himself to the whole world through. So she's all the right things like cleanliness and punctuality. Those were the two most important things in deity worship as taught by Srila Prabhupada. So naturally She'll be there with bells on. Todays garlands have sunflowers in the centers and Gandharvika's has rotadendrum on the top.
Pedaling took me to the shop of one of the folks where they put tilak on my Gayanta. After that stop i went on to more errands out by the resturant to the parking lot behind a bank and hospital to the fruit market then a loop around to the cloth shop. By now i was once again under the lights. The opal cliff is a lot different that way. Even the sunny cove looks pleasing in a whole other way with the full moon light reflecting on it's water. The cold night air keeps the bon fire builders away so it's dark between the lakes. The old theater has a show this evening so it's lit up as it was in it's hay day and people line up outside waiting to be let in.
OOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOHH AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH! Bhakta Blade looked down and saw the biggest wolf spider ever he'd spied on his shirt this evening. He jumped nine and sixt tenth inches up and back so far he nearly broke the double glass door behind him.
The Deities are wearing the "It's a miracle mom" this evening. Mahaprabhu and Gandharvika have amazingly simple dresses. Only Giridhari's is very elaborate. His has pants that show through the opening in his long coat. His coat is light lavender the pants are gold lemay and his chodder is deeper purple. It puts him in the spot light for sure.

the oldest of old school designs today in the T.Rock dress. Giridhari's flowing skirt and big chodder are straight out of the days of yore. Gandhravika has a short veil that might have been put on looking like a flying nun or some such. Mahaprabhu has a plain. The carnations in these garlands are so old that by the end of the day they look like they've been through the battle of Kuruksetra.
The darkness is comming earlier and earlier. This evening the clock had yet to strike six and i had my lights on. As i went down the east cliff up and around the holland style bike shop beyond the twin lakes and to the shopper's corner i thought that the battery might run down on that long and winding road that leads to the asrama. Without a street light in sight it's a dark path and when the halogen headlights of the cars split the darkness it blinds my eyes so much that i have to stop. Fortunately the battery had enough charge and i was able to pedal all the way without my vision being removed by a beamer's flash.
"Did you see that catch?" Bhakta Blade asked this evening. He walked by the hanger with Gandharvika's clothes and it fell from it's perch. As it did he reached back and it caught on his outstretched hand. "I can't be humble on this one. That was incredible. My mad skills are showing tonight!"

“Rose petal garlands every day are just too boring” That’s what today’s garland maker told me. “So I used some mums and other kinds of flowers like lilies just to give some variety.” The mango for Mahaprabhu, yellow for Giridhari, and royal blue for Gandharvika, which is the color that she chooses for herself, is why this dress is called “Radha’s own.” The garlands are nice and different today.
Wow! No reason to pedal in the barn today. Starting around the opal cliffs to the pleasure point and then to the sunny cove where the light was bright today. Pedaling between the twin lakes up to the harbor. The road leads past the harbor where all the boats are anchored. Then turn it around and head back to the asrama for the sandhya.
The lions club met this evening. The first of the night dresses offered on Nrsingha Caturdasi. Night dresses became a tradition for a few years since Nrsinghadeva appeared at dusk, at the junction of day and night so the seamstress thought it good to make a night dress for that time of day.

"There are so many colors in the chodder, I just can't believe it" the seamstress told me while she was making this dress. She didn't know it but she was naming the dress. She hates it when that happens. Today the hair decorations were really done for Sunday but somehow they fit for this dress too. The garlands are of rose petals and a handful of whole roses in each garland. Two in the center for Giridhari, one for Gandharvika and Mahaprabhu has just some extra petals. This is the first dress that Gandharvika has a skirt with the veil attached. later the seamstress decided that didn't work so she either makes saris or separates the veil. So many evolutions so that even the Deities clothes are a dynamic thing.
Wow, peddaling outside today was faster than yesterday but there was still some to do on the nowhere bike. i just have to cast my mind back to the days of my mispent youth and the morning paper route in the farm land of a never never land.
They've got a name for the areas of india, they call east bengal the Radha desa, call this dress baby blue. One of the most elegant night dresses. Jewelry made just for this one completes the scene. While Mahaprabhu and Gandharvika are in the baby blue with white trim, Giridhari is reversed since his skin color is the "heavenly cloud" that would disapear in the baby blue of the dress.

The true value of a silk turban. Giridhari has a blue dhoti and white jacket and turban. Gandharvika and Mahaprabhu have orange and blue seed beads. The garlands were the story of the day. Petals and roses from their heads down to their toes. Giridhari's wraped around his ankle. They aren't symectrical, they trace their forms and look celestial.
On the outside today. At least peddaling half way around the town. In the cool stary light of the evening splendor once agian i went nowhere fast. It felt good to get out of the rain and it' s influence. Past the animal hospital and the gasoline shop. The laundry and confectionary. Schools, resturants, and the license branch back to the sandhya and then making some more nowhere plans in consultation with nobody
.... and when they have red and embroidered roses, with creamy white, that's the touch that kills. Giridhari's accordian chodder makes the dress unique. Gandharvika's skirt is cut on a main event

The golden lotus. That's where they say Radharani appeared. This one was offered in 1998 on her appearance day. The most intensive effort besides the peacock feather dress. Petal garlands with whole roses. The peacock crowns top it all off. After the years it's still a stunning dress.
Pedaling nowhere fast today. Sooner or later there will come a need to get out into the real ride world again. Talking with the folks breathlessly due to pedaling as hard as possible while trying to keep the circles perfect. The leather saddle philosopher.
The most blessed event this evening. Smooth and quick since the clock says it's time to go, even though i'd really like to write this all night, i'd best go light another incense stick.

While Sri Guru Gauranga Gandharvika Giridhari wear pink and purple "shut up kid". The brass deities changed into something they've not worn in almost a year this afternoon. It was the Krsna anuraga aruna vasana. It's purple and silver with a little pink in Gandharvika's skirt. Giridhari has a pink dhoti with a purple jacket.
The inside the park ride again today. Just sitting on the brooks saddle eyeing the outside with a long ride intent. Kali kukura came to the door to see what all the hub bub was since i'd made such a clatter. One of the folks also peeked in to say how they'd be around more now and that all of us here were in their heart and they loved us all.....
The copper color with the peacock crown and effulgences. But they only spoke the truth, and revieled the whole truth, the purest form of the truth. With the head light, it reminded me of how Mahaprabhu and Ramananda Raya worked like miners bringing out different metals each one better than the last.

Tell the seamstress to make pants with elastic cuffs. Say to use deep forest green. That's how this one came to be known as parsely, sage, rosemary and time. Giridhari's chodder and skirt have the black crystals hanging from them. These garlands are examples of the reason i think today's garland maker is best. Whole and petaled roses and even some stems are in them but they look so good.
The rain had come today so it was the trainer today. Since this only the second time this season it's not so bad yet. By Christmas time if i'm still having to do it so much i'll be screaming but right now i just sigh.
A lion on the chase, that's how SP told us to be out collecting. At the asrama we should be like a lamb. Since this was offered on Nrsinghacaturdasi this purple and green dress became called that.

Don't tug on Superman's cape. That's right it's ekadasi today. The day that Sri Hari wakes up. Almost all the colors of the rainbow so it can be worn any day of the week. Mahaprabhu's pants are so long that they need to be cuffed about two inches so they don't get black from walking and dancing in kirtan out in the street. Giridhari's garland has a long knee tickler today. It must be ten carnations long. Gandharvika has a choker that is bright yellow with a gold dolphin on the center. And this is the first dress with which Giridhari has a cape.
The rain was on the way today so i had to pedal with some stealth. To the grocery and bike shop. Past the tennis courts. The opal cliff where a "peace" officer sat in wait to arrest unknowing travelers who either missed the stop sign or just went to fast past him. Also the lights were making their appearance quickly. Comming back to the asrama i heard the hooves of a doe who couldn't say which way Krsna had gone.
Speaking of doe, the O deer doe was the night dress this evening. The two shades of green swirl and dance in the "breeze" as the new month November appears.