I had been rehearsing my father's eulogy in my head for the past several days, and soon I will get to utter those words, but not until we have cremated him tomorrow, not until we have immersed his ashes at the confluence of three rivers in Prayag, not until my head has been shaved as a final sign of mourning, and not until the last of the prayers has been performed eleven days later.
Rest in well deserved peace Dada.
Btw, the banner photo was taken from our holiday home outside of San Gimignano at 6.20 am. What light! It lasted all of five minutes.