I interrupt the series of photos from the Seven Cities tour to bring you THIS little dude.
(I actually am not sure of the gender - but am going to say "he" ... ok?)
He stole my heart about halfway through the tour of Lodhi Gardens and I didn't listen to a word that was said afterwards.
(sorry, Marina! I DID enjoy the great information prior to that about the various plants, trees and gorgeous flowers! Learned a whole bunch about the various stuff that's been planted there and the tree that is pelting us with brilliant red flowers right now in our garden!! The Indian Silk Cotton Tree has me fascinated!)
As we walked from one section of the Gardens up to another area ... I saw him sitting. Sitting happily, while his family members snoozed.
He saw me bend down to take a quick picture and waved. His little hand waving while his sweet, small voice said " 'ello ." The adults laying next to him continued to sleep, as he grinned. He didn't move in his spot at all, except to continue to wave and greet us as we walked by.
Our tour continued up to a mosque, and all of a sudden he appeared. He had walked up with his father and I walked over to sit with him for awhile.
In one of his hands, he clutched an empty bag of Cheetos. He wore a heavy red sweater, even though the temperatures that day were about 85 Fahrenheit. Around both shoe-less feet were ankles that were wrapped with darling anklets that jingled when he walked.
He was completely and thoroughly enamored with my hands. I'm not sure why, but we sat there for a good 10 minutes playing a shortened version of pat-a-cake.
LOOK AT THOSE DARLING FEET!!!!
What is his life like? You could see the love and pride in his father's eyes, as he watched us play together from afar. What does he hope for his little son ... for his future?
As he walked away from me, he waved that precious little hand again said " 'ello ... bye bye"
Sweet little one!
