Monday, April 14, 2008



Those of fewer years don't have fear of expressing an opinion.
One spouted this one to me and I passed it on to the seamstress.
Who turned it into this Gaura Purnima dress.
Whenever they wear it everyone give a loud “Jaya!”
A sign that Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari are satisfied
Toe tickling sumanas leis today encourage the toffee nose to pull out his pen for the first time today.
Vayhu replaced the heat today. A chill in the air still the ratha-bhojana-vrksa got me out and down the block. Off in search of the almond oil for Mahamuni's pursuit of excellence and of course old toffee nose who is fragment caksus. Saint Dagwood's river runs under the bridge on the way to the tennis park. On to the redone road the jazzersize is bouncing this afternoon. The gecko joins me now and we sprint around the corner and through the triangle. The harbor is quieter today. Maybe it's the wind or maybe it's Monday. The back road takes us to the wharf road and to the long and winding hang out of the ratha-bhojana-vrksa. Respect to the tree and the sandhya is waiting for me to begin.
Baby blue tonight not quite enough for chodders but still an attitude to the wind. Guru-Gauranga Gandharvika-Giridhari stay closer to inside this evening. But no matter in or out they enjoy their pastimes and their beds covered with aromatic flowers.

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