"The Deities look so good! It's like magic" an Indian man tells me. "Yes, Bengali Mahal Jadhu" he laughs since that means Bengali castle magic. The dragonflies on this painted silk dress keep it light and airy as my art teacher used to stress that was what made water color the medium that it is. Rose garlands today with Giridhari's to his knee, Mahaprabhu's almost that long and of course Gandharvika's formed a heart in her hands.
The clouds overflowed today but with rainwater instead of any thing like candy floss. So the nowhere bike got the call for the pedaling today. Now where can you go even with a million dollars and a nowhere bike? So it went as i tried not to let my mind wonder where it could go.
Still the Deities allow me to help them into their night dress and on into their beds, the most blessed event indeed. This evening they didn't wait for even a minute they went straight from day clothes to night dress.