Of course we have to have the obligatory “biggest in the world.”


My youngest son and his father spent time in Nepal a handful of years ago. The father had last been there when he was 6 years old and his father was in charge of the local Gurkha Regiment.

Lad and Dad had a whale of a time, working there. And didn’t forget about me and other son back at home.

My gifts were a gorgeous locally made singing bowl and a prayer wheel. See image above of said Prayer Wheel on my kitchen wall.

Reminds me of a song that son may have remembered, because I blighted his childhood with her music, when he went to the local temple (!?)

Go Big.

Spin a Prayer Wheel, for me sometime!