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 foregrounding the volcano. The sound that wafted its way uphill the susurration of a town settling into dusk. I am grateful for times like these. I often wonder what this life is like, for someone in a ...
Wailuku — October 26, 2014. This would be, by far, the most difficult thing I’ve had to write. So I’ll leave this here for now. I need to gather and contain some needed resources first. But I know I’ve found ...
Wailuku — Colours so strong and angular they reflected off the matte surface of Ka’ahumanu Avenue down there. Hues and combinations thereof more typically seen at dusk or sunset. Dear Sanna, Your private resp...
Wailuku — Sometime in the early ’70s, as an adolescent, I discovered the wider world beyond the Southeast Asian archipelago of 7,000-odd islands on which I had lived; born, in 1960, somewhere in the northern mo...
Forests always have stories...
Sunrise, and one reason to stay :-)
Into the vast unknown...
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.
The moment she burst forth and the stunning, massive shadow she cast on the lower flanks of the volcano...
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Before sunrise, Wailuku Heights. Catching the sharp, sensual curve of Haleakala Volcano.
At 6:07 this morning, sunrise. And news of an earthquake in Northern California, where I used to live.
It is not incongruous to find a papaya tree growing in the middle of this muralized wall...
...and from this place
An image and moment to thank Sanna Karlsson with. Hers was on the other side of the planet from here.
The old, overgrown graveyard at the head of West Vineyard street...
Thirteen years ago, when he was five...
Typical Hawaiian church... folks barefoot in the sanctuary. Including the Kahu, of course.
Steps leading nowhere, on West Vineyard, downtown (yes) Wailuku.
A half hour later, and much closer to the said swell ("Big Rights," at Pakuz).
At Iao Valley...
At Paukukalo...
At work...
The Royal Order of Kamehameha at Ka'ahumanu Church this morning.
Remembering the sheer beauty of Maui.