Kihei — And then there is that moment—infinitesimal, fleeting, hard—when the source of life reveals itself all at once, and through all the elements… solid, liquid, air. And then it all makes perfect sense, all over again. So a hi.co friend wondered if or when she’d see me here again. Well… ;-) Actually, now that I’m learning to write in Markup (got Gemmell’s little book last week), I should practice...
Kihei — Something about the shimmer in the ocean this morning. Something familiar. Compelling, beckoning. I would look away, and then look back at it after a little while, and see the shimmer still there. A v...
Kihei — Dear Sanna, On my good sunday, I walked through lava fields at the Ahihi-Kinau Natural Area Reserve. It was not a typical sunday activity for me, and it was one designed not to distract but to focus....
Kihei — …after you colored my clothes on and put me in the envelope, and wished me well, I fell asleep. As intended, since we knew the journey was going to take some days. I woke up now and then, and of cou...
But I am saying goodnight...
not quite, Sanna...
You can catch quite a bit of light with just one leaf.
Coming back here, S...
Prosaic Ma'alaea
Echoing a first line of a Jeffers poem.
Something beautiful leaves...
Adularescence in sand; sand as incipient glass; as a mirror of dawn.
Approaching 6 p.m., Makena Landing.
Meanwhile, true wildness is just a breath away, keeping its own counsel, and its judgment in momentary abeyance.
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.
At ancient Kōʻieʻie fishpond early this morning...
...and every damned thing smelled like roses.
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.
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.
My life—a heart-shaped bay on the edge of an ancient lava flow crumbling slowly, minutely, into a pacific ocean.
North Kihei. Ocean: flat calm. Sky: light haze. Horizon: gaussian blurry. Ergo, perfect. 10 o'clock.
Early morning sunlight spanning a webfield.
Storm system approaching from the south.
Pausing to meditate, at this coral rock cove somewhere near Makena Landing.
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.
At a secret cove...
Dear Lorien...
Pregnant green sea turtles once crossed this road at dawn to lay their eggs...
Once upon a time, Marines stormed this beach, rehearsing an assault on my war-ravished homeland...
What was it you told me last week when I saw you, heady with winds and waves from afar?
Stopping to meet the ocean at Ma'alaea for lunch, on the way in to work.
Lunch: olives, rice balls, fried chicken wings, mango juice, sounds of surf and wind, sun.
I think this is where I'll take a lunch break from work later, to watch surf roll in...
That same sugarcane burning plume an hour and a half later, from Mokulele Highway.
Maui Interscholastic League's first regatta of the canoe paddling season, at this Kihei beach.
The sun is setting further south now...
Kaho'olawe, at the end of the day.
A solitary snorkeler in Makena Bay, Kaho'olawe Island in the distance...
Glassy calm and overcast on the southside this morning...
Graffiti; remembering Jared, killed in a road accident in Lahaina, a year ago.
...and look for delectable opihi embedded in this green mat of seaweed.
I listen to the Kihei Canoe Club members chanting a post-paddling oli...
There is no reason to rush, is there? Not when there's nice golden water in which to bask a while.
Stopping by this North Kihei beach on the way to work this morning...
An inlet, with bright black stones...
A glassy bay this morning, at Makena Landing...
It's still voggy out, at 10 a.m., in Makena Landing.