Mali is our gardener.
We REALLY needed a gardener at our LAST two homes versus our tiny green space here in Delhi, but we'll not complain!
He comes faithfully every late afternoon and works diligently for 1-2 hours, trimming bushes, watering plants and washing the driveway, tiles and stairs.
He is a sweet, sweet man. Gentle and unassuming. Never a word, only smiles offered to the littles, a "namaste" and his head bowed to Terran, Husb and I.
His NAME is actual Ram Prasad (I may be spelling it wrong, but that's phonetic) but around these parts, all gardeners seem to be referred to as Mali.
Recently, I asked Mali to bring color to our small patio area. I have always loved color and especially HERE, want to bring the beauty of India's colors into our home.
I had purchased brightly colored paints and he came on a Sunday. It was his idea to come on a Sunday (outside of his normal hours, because his normal hours would not allow enough light for him to properly paint correctly, he said.)
He spent the day up to his elbows in paint.
I love color and love my Mali!
