Optic Nerve

By BillFroog

Last chance for a bouquet

Fit to brighten any table, an ornament of such timeless beauty and ephemeral loveliness - who could resist it's bright floral charms..
The Mela over - most stall holders packed up, the crowds dispersed, bar the women of the surrounding villages in their best finery.
The morning was a thronging mass of traditional Kullu dress and silky splendour. Myriad women bedecking the seven gods for hours, The palanquins resting inside the temple courtyard scattered with flower petals and ribbons - swirling incense and healers holding court.
So many fab photos of traditional dressd, beautiful women dripping hoops of gold reenacting full ancient ceremonies - and you get a monger of artificial tat..
Nice model bird included.

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