The wispy, chiffon chodders and veil in the Havirbhu dress are airy and light enough to flutter in the breeze that is created by their dancing in the sankirtana of Mahaprabhu and his parisada devotees. Even with that the veil has the boarder with fringe enough to keep the truth about how Gandharivka inspired me to keep her hair in place. The garlands are of flowers grown exclusively on their land from the labatiras to the roses.
What a way to pedal. The usual round the twin lakes and sunny cove and today to the market of the folks. But there in the middle of the other side was a riksaw direct from Delhi. How is it possible? The main folk at the market told me that he wants to advertise the market by putting posters for the market on the riksaw fleet and pedaling them around town. He even invited me to pedal one once. Then it was the hard and heavy hammer back to the evening arati. Once again a close play at the plate but pedaling in under the tag worked.
The most blessed event, the usual Saturday night dress sees them off as quickly as possible. The blessed ending to the blessed day.