Over hill and dale..... through rice fields, past trucks carrying cows and elephants, houses painted fushia, purple and lime, and hillsides covered in the patchwork of tea plants, we traveled always vying for our piece of the narrow road!
The road signs taught us much about the Indian philosophy.....don't scare the animals....not for you alone, leave it for the gen next....see the blooms and be rejuvinated. Words that carry meaning in all cultures.
Our white knuckles relax as we come out of the mountains and into the valley of palm trees and cultivated crops where we get out first glimpse of Blue Mango and the home of our hosts, Bruce and Tamar. I can not give words to the incredible home they have designed.....built with wide overhanging porches, surrounded by a walled courtyard with fish ponds, elevated swimming pool, and cactus collections to highlight just a small portions of this compound. The home reflects our hosts affinity for building with woonderful reclaimed wooden doors, tile and artifacts. The pictures can better reveal the wonder of this place.
Bruce and Tamar welcomed us into their home as well as into the work they are doing here in India and you will hear much more about that in days to follow.....now to sleep to the sounds of Indian music in the air......Laura.
Bruce and Tamar welcomed us into their home as well as into the work they are doing here in India and you will hear much more about that in days to follow.....now to sleep to the sounds of Indian music in the air......Laura.

You are all doing such a wonderful job of describing your adventures, the land, people & various sites. How nice we can vicariously "live" with you during this trip. Thank you! (Karen)
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