Mango, yellow and red from the mouth of one of the young folks here. "It looks like there is some Mexican influence here" another of the older folks said. The garlands were of scraps of donated flowers. yellow fingered little girl is suggesting color schemes to me.
What a day for pedaling, the sun was out the sky was blue i went around the hook and the sunny cove between the twin lakes the school, to the post office. Since it was closed i went back to the sandhya.
They call East Bengal the Radhadesa, call it baby blue. The night is warm so no chodders this evening but then by the morning.... Clearing away the flowers i know that some would do that and take the garlands off and call it a night. Still i've learned that the Deities wear different night dresses and get changed into them each night and why not?
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