Kula, Maui, HI
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.
14,281 words in 186 moments in 13 cities since November 18th, 2013
Lahaina — Thought it would be an ordinary extraordinary sunset this evening. As, the last thing I expected out of this Honokowai lightshow was an audible echo of the literary giants who have defined a meaningf...
Wailuku — One is grateful. Particularly for reminders like these. This was my early evening sunshine, blue and green where yours was yellow. I, too, heard the sighing of the wind in the tall elephant grass for...
Maui county — Snow is as alien to me as one can imagine; born in a tropical country, in deepest Southeast Asia, my birthright is a deep green and mountainous jungle. All the meteorological clichés apply: steaming h...
But I am saying goodnight...
not quite, Sanna...
You can catch quite a bit of light with just one leaf.
Coming back here, S...
Juxtaposition
Prosaic Ma'alaea
Forests always have stories...
Sunrise, and one reason to stay :-)
Catching the stillness before the storm at the perfect place and time to do so...
The small bay across from Pa'ia Church is, this morning, a troubled, turbid red.
On to the sea that surrounds...
Into the vast unknown...
Echoing a first line of a Jeffers poem.
Something beautiful leaves...
once upon a time, with gills
Tendrils of plant and cloud herald the day.
Where I met sunrise this morning at Waiehu Beach I found this overnight mandala alone, totemic, intimating impermanence.
It was ten years ago...
The moment she burst forth and the stunning, massive shadow she cast on the lower flanks of the volcano...
This red earth, at dusk...
The word...
At the Whole Foods parking lot, sunrise, caneburning smoke; I looked down and saw, yes, Sanna, adularescence. :-)
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Before sunrise, Wailuku Heights. Catching the sharp, sensual curve of Haleakala Volcano.
Minutes before sunrise, 5:53 a.m., Maliko gulch and bay, Hana coast.
At 6:07 this morning, sunrise. And news of an earthquake in Northern California, where I used to live.
Adularescence in sand; sand as incipient glass; as a mirror of dawn.
Stopped by the airport runway at dusk ... Sanna's word is in there somewhere. ;-)
Haleakala in darkening blue; or, who would be so crazy as to leave this place? Oh... the young.
It is not incongruous to find a papaya tree growing in the middle of this muralized wall...
Hmm... I believe that's an adularescence right there, in the middle of that cloud bank. :-)
Approaching 6 p.m., Makena Landing.
...and from this place
In the sky above Kahului town tonight, an aethereal falcon in flight...
There are a thousand quintillion clichés for every sunset. So, how was this one different? This: "Mandelstam. Brodsky. Anja."
An image and moment to thank Sanna Karlsson with. Hers was on the other side of the planet from here.
Meanwhile, true wildness is just a breath away, keeping its own counsel, and its judgment in momentary abeyance.
Almost 6 p.m. on this late Saturday afternoon. The sky above Wailuku is really that contrasty.
Stormy scene at Makena Landing, at half past five on Friday afternoon...
The way home: a detour by Ke'alia Pond and the newly tarmacked road along its axis.
Stopped along the bypass road, Lahaina town below, Lana'i island beyond. To the right, sun exploding in a nuclear flash.
Kahekili Beach; sunset; 24th June.
Dusk, on the beach at Honokowai.
A fleet of Hawaaian Canoe Club's wa'a parked in the shade.
At ancient Kōʻieʻie fishpond early this morning...
You can tell it's been rainy the past weeks from how lush these pond plants are.
On the western edge of Ke'alia Pond, where it has dried up a bit...
Thorny kiawe trees, lava rock tongues leaching out into the ineffable ocean, Kaho'olawe Island in the distance / this day.
The old, overgrown graveyard at the head of West Vineyard street...
By the Pu'unene Sugar Mill. The air startlingly clear, after the rains of the past week.
A third of an hour past five, waiting for Pono at the Waiola Church yard in Lahaina town...
Greeted by this gorgeous double-rainbow as I stepped out onto the lanai this morning...
A hair past 10. It's exceedingly hazy today, with vog. Somewhere in the distance there is Mauna Loa.
Thirteen years ago, when he was five...
After this early morning's downpour—clearing skies, dappling sunshine.
My life—a heart-shaped bay on the edge of an ancient lava flow crumbling slowly, minutely, into a pacific ocean.
A beautiful early morning to reach 54 by...
Fins, inverted and etched upon the sheltering sky: stylized, slouching penguins. ;-)
Kanaha glass. On the way in to work this morning. Wouldn't you stop, too? :-)
Dew on grass at a Kulamalu parking lot. In the car, Pono finishes up a native breakfast...
I sit meditating by the shade of this red cliff while the preacher gives her sermon...
Typical Hawaiian church... folks barefoot in the sanctuary. Including the Kahu, of course.
North Kihei. Ocean: flat calm. Sky: light haze. Horizon: gaussian blurry. Ergo, perfect. 10 o'clock.
Three generations of Hawaiians. Early morning tableau out on the lanai, of people I have come to call family.
Early morning sunlight spanning a webfield.
Storm system approaching from the south.
Steps leading nowhere, on West Vineyard, downtown (yes) Wailuku.
School breakfast was boiled eggs and grits, unliked. So, brought Pono grapes and an apple, on way to work.
Canoe properly bound with rope. In back, JV Boys race begins.
Kekaulike... Imua! Kulani's JV 1 Girls wraps up a dominant season with a win in the finale. YES!
It's a beautiful morning for a final regatta this MIL canoe paddling season, at Kahului Harbor.
Moments before sunrise: yes, do go thataway! ;-) KS Maui high school parking lot, having just dropped Pono off.
Before sunrise. 6:52 a.m., Pukalani LDS Ward parking lot.
Pausing to meditate, at this coral rock cove somewhere near Makena Landing.
A half hour later, and much closer to the said swell ("Big Rights," at Pakuz).
It's a stormy day and epic surf is rolling in (see the white line faintly visible way downhill).
...and of Lana'i, from the same spot but swiveled west.
Dusk now. Moloka'i view from Napili.
This tree, that mid-afternoon sun, the ocean...
Some days I feel like I could swim across the channel to Moloka'i. This isn't one of those days. ;-)
Ho'okipa is closing out with double-overhead sets late this afternoon.
On MLK weekend, chose "Lift Every Voice and Sing" for the postlude at Pa'ia Hawaiian.
Kekaulike boys chilling before racing. Sharply delineated wave on glassy early morning water.
The bright red of the Lunas' jerseys contrasts beautifully with their yellow canoe.
Kulani's JV Mixed crew warming up; penultimate regatta of the paddling season, in Kihei.
What's the rush? Stop on the way to work or wherever—sit, breathe, look, listen, reflect.
7 a.m., moonset.
Looking up at Wailuku Heights from several miles away, at Mokulele and Hansen.
Gorgeous pastels at 7 this morning.
Turning around, I beheld the massive swell of the volcano, akin to a wave beginning to crest.
A mongoose's-eye view of the panorama.
Haleakala's shadow across the valley. KSM campus. Half past 7.
At an old Japanese graveyard by the sea...
At a secret cove...
At Iao Valley...
At home, before sunrise...
At Paukukalo...
At the Kanaha Pond bird sanctuary...
At work...