With the N ladies in her hand, Gandharvika reminded me of an example of her dedication. That is "if another woman makes Giridhari happy I will go and serve her and implore her to come to satisfy Him" Some times the woman is said to be a prostitute and that's where the flowers come in. With the young kids camp going on one was learning from the trade from the garland maker today. Roses and dalhias today.
Pedaling to the hospital curve and over the bridge to the twin lakes and through the sunny cove. That's the wharf there on the right just up ahead is the village. Tourists fill the pavement some in odd dress others hand in hand. Up the snob hill past the sunny side and around the lighthouse center. Keeping the library on the right going along the road that leads to the toad. At the stop sign go past the tennis park and onto the harbor road to the theater and the gecko. Past the people's park and on to the resurfaced road. Keeping the windmill shop on the left and through the east cliff around the trailer park. Next seeing young boys pedaling with their skateboards tucked underneath their arms, their mischeavous smiles and their rules for cool. The soccer pitch appears to my wandering eye where the young girls have taken over with their game.
The lion's club is coming down to engage in their evening pastimes. The constellations are out and the sky is clear and warm. Later the fog may roll in just about the time they return for mangala arati.