"I feel like a white rabbit in the town of Nadia" White Ganga-Yamnuna dress offered on for Gaura Purnima a couple of years ago. The usual garland maker started but was only able to one and one third so a relief maker had to be brought in to finish them off. Then a very special guest vase maker came in. "I think the gold vases will look best with this dress" Not only the usual size altar vases but a couple of tiny ones a band of leprechauns brought too. Add to that the clean porch the whole thing was quite a celebration.
From the asrama to the fruit market through the parking lots of the visible convenience store and hospital to the bridge over Saint Dagwood's river and between the lakes. A fleet of recumbent passed on my left going to the opposite end of the field. Some one in a stovepipe hat pedaled a cruiser king covered in what looked to be shag carpeting. Back to wake the Lord and then off for the five o'clock arteak. The Whaler was in town today he sang a song of an ancient mariner. Then came the post office which led me to the place where the gecko patrols. He said "Pardon me" i said "Mr. Gecko you look like you're ready to pedal" He said "Yes, I'm ready to fade into the soft parade, where there are still a few campak flowers left out in the yard and it's getting harder to explain disc brakes to the mountain men" "good luck!" i said and went on to the Saturday market where, i was reminded there was only enough time to get back safely before the sunset so couldn't stop to talk.
The most blessed event was the night dress with a back drop never before seen with this dress and the warm night might promise more rain before too long. Still Gandharvika Giridhari go on enjoying like anything.