A tale of two kites

Quiet day chatting and drinking chai with friends and spending the evening with Yusuf and family. A Kashmiri friend told me how he and his family had survived the dramatic floods they had last summer when streets of shops lost everything when the floods reached their second floors.  Even the brick buildings collapsed then.   So many people lost their lives too.

Yesterday's pot took very little cleaning once the mud was wet so all the scorch marks from the log fire melted away.  Am feeling brave so I'm going to go and have my eyebrows threaded for the first time - see the demonstration