sufi

in mughal gardens above dal lake, listening to a group of musicians. to call it magical would be to do it a disservice. i was even blessed and then invited to indulge with them...and all in the shadow of the himalaya.

but it was cold and grey, very scottish spring weather. fleece, jacket and long trousers no less... but...

and a wonderful day in all. taken by houseboat owner that i met yesterday, Alift, around the place. history, folklore kind of day with odd bits of music thrown in in unexpected places. and so intened to stay tomorrow and then head south. come back up through the valley over the next few weeks in the warmer weather. not running away from it this part of the trip, now having to wait....but my timing has always been pretty awful, as is my sense of direction...all aboard the skylark as they say...