Fixing an outfit in which half is backward
But the seamstress is so expert that it doesn’t seem to matter if it’s backward it’s alright
It’s right how it should be all right how it should be.
Just take some sheer cloth from there and make a sash to hide this extra seem. Add some bright colors to use as pleats; the rest becomes the kirtas if the folks don’t know they won’t know that they don’t know how it was fixed. Fluffy leis of sumanas flowers cover small details since the native tailor was blind.
Near the ratha-bhojana-vrksa today saw a gravel crew but still I they let me pedal through. Mahamuni’s post box called and I collected. The store on the sunny side was selling cheap today. While talking with chuck the light changed and I took off up the rise and floated down through the village, right on by the wharf back up a new rise circling the opal cliff. The bear’s house also had roadwork going on. “How much road construction can go on in this little hamlet?” the question hung in the air. Left at the shopping Mecca to get to the road of the tennis park. The redone road and the gecko who is aligning a headset so he has to wait to join. Around the shopper’s corner and past the cruiser king where toffee nose throws his green flag ‘a fragment, a fragment goes back three words and revise the sentence!’ He screams but unafraid the gecko catches up to me and helps me through the triangle and on to the house that taught choc-o-lot to talk-a-lot. There he returns to adjust the chain rings he left. I pedal on to the harbor and between the lakes to the big road. The long and winding is now more gravel than anything and the crew works on but I still respect the tree in honor of SGM’s instruction. The vaikalika service awaits and I perform.
Look at this night dress in a different way and it’s easy to say that it’s not green but just see how Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari have invited so many friends this evening to enjoy the season of spring that’s beginning to manifest.