Orange with creamy white embroidered silk with flowers in the center and the left and right.
Roses in their hair needlepoint flowers everywhere.
Peacock crowns and effulgence flying high made with the peacock feathers eye.
The maker said no matter what kind of flowers the leis always melt into the sewn on ones. Not like yesterday’s narcissus with chrysanthemums. The Chinese New Year says chrysanthemums bring good fortune. Wow it’s the year of the rat and I’m still writing ‘horse’ on checks.
Off and pedaling to beat the clock the ratha bhojana-vrksa gives me a push as I fold my palms. Around the south portion of the long and winding then on to the main road in a pack of fragments that just won’t quit. King Midas looks on at us passing over the bridge and on to the florist. Left at the hospital and over Saint Dagwood’s creek. The redone road and the theater where the lights are for tonight’s show and the fragments are lining up excited to go inside. The gecko jumps into our pace line and shows the way past the shopper’s corner and on to the Woodstock plaza. Trader Yoseppie stands in the center of the circle the gecko has led us on. In review of the Cruiser King through the triangle where the gecko returns to his shop and we continue around past the house that choc-o-lot to talk-a-lot to the harbor and between the lakes where the windmill has taken away the flag of yesterday. The big road takes me home foothill asrama winding road past the tree. The tag comes down hard but the catcher drops the ball and so I pass by safely.
The most blessed event nightdress features angora chodders to go out into the starry night to dance all night.