This is the second mish-mash of images.  Tuesday was spent at another weaving enterprise, this owned by a friend of Simran. I'll be processing those photographs and uploading them later.   Meanwhile here are images of earlier times in the trip.

I'll start with something sweet--in Goa the frangipani was in full bloom:



Last week, Hank and I spent a couple of days exploring New Delhi (languidly exploring, that is).  In the 108 degree heat we opted for places that would be air-conditioned.  The National Museum allowed photography, but the National Gallery of Modern Art didn't.  Still I have so far I've taken over 900 photographs .  I'll post a select few now and the remaining decent ones in a photo gallery once I return.

This dancer is from 2700-2000 BC.  I love that defiant expression:



The next image is from roughly the same period, 2600--2000 BC.  It's described as an "object" but it's got to be a spindle, as the textile folk know.  It could be a toy as it is very small, perhaps 4-5 inch in length:



For documentation I've adopted a lazy-woman's system.  I photograph the object  followd by the signage associated with the object.  I don't pay much attention to the quality of the latter, which means for the next photograph I've clipped off some pertinent information.  It is of Kudera, the god of wealth, from West Bengal but I can't tell you the date:



Remember the women construction workers carrying bricks on their heads?  Well, one asked me to take a photograph of her husband/boyfriend (I couldn't understand) and I don't know which one he is in the following photograph.  But yuck there one is picking his nose, so I didn't upload the photograph to the blog.  I've had second thoughts given the industriousness of the woman, and the men totally amused by me, this is an image that needs wider airing.  (In fairness, there were a lot of men working at the site, too, just not this bunch nor this particular woman's partner.):



Another group of men were in a coffee shop next to the steel door where today's portrait was taken.  They too were laughing out loud at my antics.  I think I really put a lift in their day.  Here's "Giles" a resident of Aurangabad's streets:



And the final picture of the traveling party (it took a long time to get this one edited--lots to work with <g>: