The sky is opaque white-a mass of clouds. It's seems stifling today. There's a smell of smoke in Chalan Piao from the garment factory fires. The grass everywhere is wheat-colored and dry.
I've been swamped with work and not getting much else done. So I haven't attended to my blogging. Such is life.
Here are photos from the Manta Band in NYC-some taken by Anna Rose. All from Mr. Garrison's camera. Enjoy!