Vivid cochineal symbolising the simplest and hardest of lives • what were they talking about, those two little boys in their monastic robes? A proud scarlet bloom standing tall at the entrance of a temple greeting visitors • how does it hold its head up proud, knowing its brilliant grace may fade by the afternoon? A weather-worn crimson door watching yet another crow at its threshold • what are the comings and going’s it has withstood? A languid roof drying its bounty of rosso corsa chillies • how many racing appetites must it feed? So many stories make my reds, so many moments of wonder colour my hues • a journey through Bhutan and a multicolour block cashmere scarf called Thimpu.