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That's the color Gandharvika likes best. Though some might have her in another shade this is the one she chooses. Who could put a name on this one? Still she wears mostly on Tuesdays even though she changes on every new day.
Pedaling at the beginning of the lazy, hazy days of summer. The June gloom has begun observe while the fog rolls in. From the asrama to the opal cliffs counting the white caps on the waves at the twin lakes then to the public radio around the harbor and the school, up the hoot's hill and back around to the asrama in time for the sandhya
Pralada a dad this evening the panel skirt. Not quite chilly enough for chodders but they've got them handy in case they head out for a dance in under the stars again tonight.