If you're going to the Seva Asrama Math, make sure that the arati is starting on time. And as you take darsana of the Deities there you know they'll be wear parsely, sage, rosemary and thyme, it's deep forest green trimed in black with silvery pleats in Gandharvika's skirt and in Mahaprabhu's belt, Giridhari's chodder and his dancing skirt too. Roses and carnations make the garlands today. Bhakta Blade asks "Who's next in line?" "You mean besides you?" i answer his question with another question. "Yes" he says. "Well it's not going to be the tretorious dog. i don't think the bunny is going to return from Bharat to take up the post. The flying V hasn't been seen behind the curtain in a year of Sundays. How long since the North Star shined down upon us?" "Well you've got to keep it up for fifteen years more so I can have time to slide out" hmmm.
Tires pumped on my bicycle, the nights chill like an icecicle, the fog comes creeping up to pedal alonside me. The usual afternoon/evening run from the asrama to the park. A light and tumble pedal to the sea. Even though the nights are getting longer the past couple of evenings have had to be completed under the light. hmmm.
It's a miracle mom, that the dress tonight. Gold and lavender for Giridhari, a pinkpurple for Gandharvika with gold sequins while Mahaprabhu's purple is heavily influenced by a navy shade of blue. The pipali have taken shelter of the daffodils that have made their anual appearance on the altar. A few days of yellow and then to rest for the year.