Unsustainable Living

I’ve been suffering a mild case of Gita Nagari Life nostalgia. Longing for the soft grass, rolling hills. Morning smells of dew and earth. Afternoon sun. Rising dawn. Low over the mountain and through the maple and beech trees. Light. Shadows. Barns. Buggies. Everything fresh and lovely. Barefoot everywhere. I always said our house our land our life there would make a great vacation spot. And I meant it.





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  1. Mrkanda Das Fitch

    It's been a while since I've been to GN, but I remember is also like that, a perfect spot for mode of goodness vacationing! I miss those days of playing through the woods, streams, pastures, hills and barns. I remember the month of Kartika there was the best!!!, offering candles to Radha-Damodara, Lalita-Vishaka. And what you say about soft grass and deciduous trees is true, even the hills. You don't get those in Florida.

  2. Tulasi

    Hey, Sabji, where are you?

    love

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