7 a.m., moonset.
Gorgeous pastels at 7 this morning.
At home, before sunrise...
At Rice Park...
A view they loved so much. The island of Lanai, floating in the hazy distance.
The poinsettia bushes now see the sky. (After clearing; work to be continued.)
...and here my mother's ashes sleep. (Before clearing)
Here my parents' memory stands...
Half past 7. Sugarcane burn mushroom cloud top catches sunrise from volcano's summit behind me.