I am a golden hive of new alphabets

Monday, 6 October 2014

I am a golden hive of new alphabets

I live near a hindu temple and every Friday I can see a lady, in a nearby corner shop, making flowers garlands with tuberoses for some Hindu ceremonies. And every Friday I can't resist.
Here it is my tuberose garland on a 'I am a golden hive of new alphabets' background.
These beehives are the beginning of a new project on migration.

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