India 6*

Hampi is an archeological graveyard, and while jumping from fossil to fossil and imagining the flesh and its goose-bumps can be fun, I have been drawn towards a living community I caught glimpses of on the outskirts of this cultural bulls eye... Indian tee-pees and other makeshift homes... Nomadic dwellings rising and falling through space and time... One day a circle of nine, the next day three circles... Some seem to be communities of truckers, and others quilted homes for those without... the beautiful haphazard patchworks like human sea shell patterns.... weathered and aged... like a fine wine for appreciative eyes... I offer you each a sip of this ancient blend... get drunk on life... and love that emerges from simplicity... everything is perfectly perfect...