I tried climbing the tree recently and found that it was much harder than it used to be when I was eight. I appear to have put on some weight in the intervening years.
An old tree is as venerable as an old temple.
Saturday, August 18, 2007
The Chafo, Chafa, Champa, Frangipani
This Chafo is an old childhood friend. It lives in the courtyard of the temple in my village. There is another Chafo on the other side of the temple, but this was the one I looked forward to meeting every summer. I would do the ritual prayer to Hanuman as quickly as I possibly could, and then run to the tree and perch on its branches until it got dark and it was time to go home.
I tried climbing the tree recently and found that it was much harder than it used to be when I was eight. I appear to have put on some weight in the intervening years.
An old tree is as venerable as an old temple.
I tried climbing the tree recently and found that it was much harder than it used to be when I was eight. I appear to have put on some weight in the intervening years.
An old tree is as venerable as an old temple.
