Candle in the wind

As anyone married to a Buddhist will tell you, today is Asarnha Bucha Day. Or, as expats call it, another no beer day.

So we made our usual pilgrimage (by car, followed by a very brief and not at all arduous walk) to the nearby Buddha hill. The sun had just set when we arrived, which made for a pleasantly blue sky.

Then everyone sat on the ground and a monk started his chanting. This always goes on for much longer than I would like (i.e. more than five minutes) and it was some forty five minutes later before the assembled throng were allowed to start their circling of the Buddha. There were less people than usual, and the wind was not being kind to candles, so there were less candle trails to capture than I would have liked.

Comments 🔗

2011-07-15 | Ray says

I’m not married to a Buddhist but I knew it was Asarnha Bucha Day. Anyway, I’d just finished painting the garden shed and chose the alternative option to stay at home and watch it dry!

2011-07-15 | Spike says

Well, you are as good as married. And my wife doesn’t make me paint the garden shed. Mainly because we don’t have a shed. Or a garden.

2011-07-15 | Ray says

Or your own private pool eh? LOL

2011-07-15 | Spike says

Only fascists have their own pool.