"I never get to set their hair when they wear this dress." The hair dresser said today. "I wanted to do silver. I made a plan with silver but Krsna made a different plan." Even though this dress has Mahaprabhu in a pink dhoti,kirta and chodder and Gandharvika has a pink sari Giridhari has a pink dhoti, chodder and turban but his purple jacket and effulgence seems to dictate that this dress be worn on Friday. Carnation garlands today as the standard Wednesday fare. Oh, shut up kid.
What a day to be pedaling. On the road from the asrama there was a car spun out and compressed. The highway patrol was on the scene. Then as i got into the shopping precient someone had hit a fire hydrant and the water gushed up thirty feet flooding the whole block. The people came out to see the fun while the drivers rubbernecked. As i passed through the hospital parking lot a helicopter landed with an airlift. Police and security guards blocked the roads to bring the person quickly in. Next passing along a bridge over troubled water there was a fellow pedaler down being attended to by para medics. With all this going on i headed to the twin lakes where there must have been thirty-five sail boats out in formation on the water. All this excitement took me back to the asrama for the sandhya and sayana service.
O, deer doe, have you seen Krsna? The night dress that put the cap on this strange day that tracked me down today. When Gandharvika's crown fell off Bhakta Blade said that maybe that was an indication she didn't want to wear that crown. Hours of entertainment.