While we were dodging elephant dung and toutish cows, two potted plants mysteriously appeared on our doorstep.
I had suspected the gardener as he had recently asked about when we will finally get potted plants for our front. The next day, more showed up. The following day, he showed up, beaming. He wanted to know what we thought of the plants. Charlotte loved them. Daniela and I agreed that we liked them, but we would rather have given the go-ahead before he added them. Nevertheless, we figured that there was no harm and decided that three hundred Rupees would probably cover his costs.
The day after that, a dozen more pots appeared.