3.24.2015

Uh-oh...

Love/hate relationships... computers are the worst.

Although to be fair, we don't think it's technically the computer, but rather some mysterious problem with the network.

So until we figure this out, E|J will be on vacation.

3.20.2015

Welcome spring (TT)

I always love the change of seasons... even when the weather doesn't turn out exactly as expected. Today looks much like yesterday, a bit grey and dark. But the promise of warmer days is in the air.


This week's photograph for Texture Tuesday is from a small fruit stand on the SW coast of the Big Island of Hawai'i. I love the contrast between the rough texture of the galvanized bucket, and the frilly bold shape and color of the flowers.





3.19.2015

No animals allowed...

Sometimes you're in the right place at the right time, looking in just the right direction. This trio of obviously related felines wasn't at all deterred by the sign... maybe they think of themselves as "service animals?"








3.18.2015

Still beautiful...

The red roses I dried a few weeks ago are still so beautiful...

3.17.2015

Easy...

It was 35 degrees at 7:30 this morning, and already 45 degrees just an hour later. Wild temperature swings, thankfully not mirrored with wild mood swings. I'm happy, content, easy in my own skin. Loving my life. I almost feel guilty.

This morning my body resisted being forced into jeans and a long-sleeved shirt, and absolutely refused socks and shoes. After nearly two weeks of shorts and sandals, I'm not ready for cold mornings! But we're on the cusp of spring, so acclimating shouldn't be too hard.

We came home late last night to find the forsythia, daffodils, hellebores, and lily of the valley shrub in full bloom. The rhubarb is coming up, and so are the hostas. And most of the perennials are well above ground already. It's time to dig in the dirt... just as soon as I get my journal and EJ updated.

I am so ready for a new season!

3.16.2015

Last day...

The best sunset of our vacation was last night, which seems appropriate. Today is our last day on the Big Island. Time to pack our bags, turn in the rental car, and hop our flight for home. Spring is finally just around the corner, and I can hardly wait.


3.15.2015

Puako Beach

I wish we'd found this place sooner... it was the best snorkeling experience so far.



The beach, actually a long reef that stretches from shore out toward the surf, was amazing. They say the best snorkeling is between the breakers and the outer edge of the reef, but the waves were a bit rough today, which made us nervous. So we swam back inside the reef.



We were here early, and had the place to ourselves for an hour or more. Which was good for us, beginners as we are. About the time we'd gotten comfortable swimming in shallow water, over rocks (and sea urchins), and figured out how to get from pool to pool, others arrived to share the waters. And that actually made the snorkeling better. As swimmers moved from pool to pool, the fish got more active. So we saw many more types of fish, even floated with a huge school of orange-striped silver fish for a while.



We split up and swam separately, and each of us had the thrill of swimming around a rock to come face to face with a turtle. We kept our distance, backed off when a turtle approached, and it was the experience of a lifetime. When we came in for a break, we were amazed to find we'd been in the water for three hours.

Later in the day, after our friends played golf, we brought them back here to snorkel. They weren't as comfortable snorkeling in shallow water, but when I showed them my favorite pool, and there was a turtle there, it made up for it.



The water wasn't as clear this afternoon, and the fish weren't as abundant, but seeing so many turtles napping on the rocks more than made up for it. Dave counted 14 in all, with 7 on this one rock.



We were also treated to a show put on by the humpback whales near the end of the afternoon. There were so many whales close to shore this afternoon, and we saw multiple whales breach. I've never seen a whale come completely out of the water before, slamming down and sending twin walls of water into the air. It was amazing to see, and I wish I had photographs.

I also wish we had time to come back once more, before we leave.

3.14.2015

Places grown wild...

It's our third day on the Hilo coast, and we're walking the path to Akaka Falls. I've decided I much prefer this wetter, greener side of the Big Island. Maybe it's because of where I was born and raised...  probably exactly because of that. It is warmer here, and the rain is warm. So I didn't at all mind going walking in the rain. And the lush green is just like spring at home.








3.13.2015

Sunrise and surf...

Our little Hilo cottage is just a few steps from the beach, a rocky point with sandy crescents on both sides. The waves pound hard here, and the deep water just offshore is home to Humpback whales. Best of all, there's a wide shallow lagoon that's protected from the surf, and reflects the sky.

The beach is made from bits of black lava rock ground into sand, and a billion (or two) bits of shell. The water is warm, and the sun is filtered by trees. It is perfectly perfect.

We came early this morning to watch the sun rise, but found only the deep blue and grey of early morning, and wild surf. It was a rush, standing at the edge of the ocean as it turned from night to day.



We came back later in the afternoon, to steal another hour at this secluded place. The sea was a bit calmer, and the lagoon was still and quiet, only a few inches deep.


I waded in the lagoon, collected a few tiny shells to bring home, and explored the tide pools.


I could have spent the whole day here. Next trip, I will.

A sea gone wild...

Somewhere today we heard that there was a high surf advisory for the west side of the island, and since we were driving up the coast, figured we'd be able to see exactly what that looks like.

A historical marker caught our eye, and we stopped at the overlook to take a look over the edge at the coast. The marker told about a tsunami that hit the Big Island in 1946, and the school on the rocky point below us that was hard hit.

Laupahoehoe Point was popular with wave watchers today, for good reason. The shore was being absolutely pounded.



We stayed more than an hour, blown away (no pun intended) by the wild surf, the towering walls of water being thrown up against the cliffs, all up and down the coastline. Most of all, we were amazed by the color of the water. A rich, glossy, intense turquoise blue I've never seen before. When we finally pulled ourselves away, I'd taken more than a hundred photographs.