The small bay across from Pa'ia Church is, this morning, a troubled, turbid red.

October 12th, 2014, 12pm

It was 31.1°C with few clouds. The breeze was brisk.

Now that my old weblog has been, Lazarus-like, resurrected from the ignominious dead, I need to find a reason to continue writing here. I do love the aesthetics of this room that Craig Mod and his bunch of talented designers/programmers have provided us sundry fellow travelers…

…but I have so much history in that quirky, plain place of mine, that I cannot see abandoning it, even for this gilded nirvana. :-)

Cross-posting stuff would, I think, be gauche to the extreme. So… what to do, what to do. We’ll see, I guess.

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Lloyd Nebres

I lived in a village and homestead set aside for people of Hawaiian ancestry. I am not Hawaiian but had been adopted into the culture—to my profound gratitude.

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