Saturday, March 14, 2009
A few more highlights of the trip. Meanwhile, life is roaring along at my heels. So much upheaval, and change, and angst. I am practicing being a rock.
Here's Little P. with the world's largest aloha shirt. We love Hilo Hattie's, and felt sad to hear they might be going out of business.
Here at the International Market Place I bought five silver toe rings for $40, and ND and I both got new stickers for our cars.
I strung some of these treasures on hemp twine for a simple necklace.
I miss the heavenly smell of ginger and pikaki and pumeria...
When things feel tough, I imagine my toes sinking deep into the soft warm sand. Soothing.
Just a ways from our condo, a polite reminder.
Here we go on the wiki wiki to the shops! Such a great ritual.
This kitty is the resident at what we call the "bird lady's house". This little hut is wedged between the highrises, and the black and white cat has been there every year.
The bird lady actually feeds these white doves, and they swarm into her dirt yard and nest on her roof. It's beautiful actually, we always look forward to seeing her house again.
I wish I was that crazy bird lady, three blocks from the beach. Just me, the cat, and 1000 doves.
Saturday, March 07, 2009
One thing I learn as I get older, life just keeps getting more and more amusing. Sometimes the only answer you can give is, whatever. There is no telling what people will do or say, what is around the corner, and how you feel about it doesn't make a smidgeon of difference.
I have a few pics left I haven't share from the trip. Love our new home grown Hawaii president. He sure has been a busy boy on the job lately. Moving and shaking! And all the talking heads gnashing their teeth.... I think it's wonderful. I love both of these shirts.
Our last beautiful night we celebrated Nice Dad's 50th. He didn't want a big deal but we did get him an ice cream brownie with a candle on top.
Wishing I could tuck one of these behind my ear as I walk down the street on my way to the beach.
More pictures to come, after I sort out the amazing technicolor pieces of my life that are calling.