Phew, we're pooped!
But in a good way. We had a busy day today.
First, there was the semiannual monk seal count this morning. That involved wandering the beaches from Black Point to Wailupe in search of wayward monk seals. Wayward because the seals almost never haul out in this area, one fronted by the exclusive Kahala Resort and multi-million dollar homes, but it still needs to be searched for the official count. Since walking on the beach is one of my favorite pasttimes anyway, it was a pleasure for me, and Kevin enjoyed it, and we met a new volunteer. So that was fun.
Then this afternoon, we met up with other youth and parents from the U-U Church of Honolulu at the Institute for Human Services downtown. This is the local homeless shelter, with two facilities, one for men and one for women and children. Together we all cooked a lasagna dinner for 300 people. Kevin with a butcher knife chopping onions...it took all my will to detach and let that happen, lemme tell ya. Then we split up, and the gals went to the women's shelter, and the fellas stayed at the men's shelter, and we all served up yummy hot meals to people in need.
The irony of societal extremes was not lost on me. As a silent reminder from the windows of the dining hall on the 2nd floor of the women's shelter, a docked luxury cruise ship dominated the view.
But all in all, we do what we can. Good works in good company. It was a very full and satisfying day for both of us.
Aloha pumehana...
Saturday, October 18, 2008
Thursday, October 16, 2008
Monday, October 13, 2008
Virtual Photograph
Aloooooha!
Busy week and weekend. Very busy with work, busy with Kevin, busy laughing (it's that tickle spot, dadgummit), and awaiting little Emma's arrival. :)
Too many malasadas (warm doughy, cinnamon covered dollops of heaven, my favorite being the almost-as-good-as-sex haupia filled numbers from Leonard's Bakery) make a woman pretty tubby, so among other activities, I took a hike out to the Makapu'u cliffs on the lighthouse trail, where I like to walk. Of course, I don't bring the camera every time, but I'm learning that...um...perhaps I should.
I started my walk before sunset. The sky was strewn with high clouds and I could see the misty rain clinging to the Pali in the distance, so there were only a sprinkling of intrepid humans and canines out for a constitutional. The wind up there was quite strong, but warm and invigorating. As I reached the top, I looked down over the lighthouse, and caught my breath. The water was so beautiful, not just pretty blue as it normally is, but something about the light gave it a depth of color that was intense. It was cobalt blue, just the color of that deep blue glass that I've always loved. Deep deep cobalt, with the whitecaps and the lighthouse with its bright red top...lovely.
So I was happy tripping back down the path when I turned a crook and gasped a little. There was the almost full moon, large and bright white against the sky over the water. One of those reach-out-and-touch-me moons...lovely.
So my heart was full and content as I moseyed on down the path between the rocky hills, when I turned another corner on the other side, and took in a true gasp, loud enough to stop a man and his hound behind me. The sun was setting over the whole valley from the Ka'Iwi shoreline on one side, up and over the rich green Pali shrouded in the deepest glowing pinks and purples and oranges, all the way over to the turquoise waters of the Windward shore. Every hue of every color of the rainbow was painted clear across that sky. Nowhere have I seen such depth and softness of color all at once. It was breathtaking...literally. I turned to the man and his dog, and he smiled and said, "Didn't bring mine either, happens to me all the time." Then he winked and turned back as he walked on. He tapped the side of his head and yelled over the wind, "Take it in and store it up here".
So I did. :)
Busy week and weekend. Very busy with work, busy with Kevin, busy laughing (it's that tickle spot, dadgummit), and awaiting little Emma's arrival. :)
Too many malasadas (warm doughy, cinnamon covered dollops of heaven, my favorite being the almost-as-good-as-sex haupia filled numbers from Leonard's Bakery) make a woman pretty tubby, so among other activities, I took a hike out to the Makapu'u cliffs on the lighthouse trail, where I like to walk. Of course, I don't bring the camera every time, but I'm learning that...um...perhaps I should.
I started my walk before sunset. The sky was strewn with high clouds and I could see the misty rain clinging to the Pali in the distance, so there were only a sprinkling of intrepid humans and canines out for a constitutional. The wind up there was quite strong, but warm and invigorating. As I reached the top, I looked down over the lighthouse, and caught my breath. The water was so beautiful, not just pretty blue as it normally is, but something about the light gave it a depth of color that was intense. It was cobalt blue, just the color of that deep blue glass that I've always loved. Deep deep cobalt, with the whitecaps and the lighthouse with its bright red top...lovely.
So I was happy tripping back down the path when I turned a crook and gasped a little. There was the almost full moon, large and bright white against the sky over the water. One of those reach-out-and-touch-me moons...lovely.
So my heart was full and content as I moseyed on down the path between the rocky hills, when I turned another corner on the other side, and took in a true gasp, loud enough to stop a man and his hound behind me. The sun was setting over the whole valley from the Ka'Iwi shoreline on one side, up and over the rich green Pali shrouded in the deepest glowing pinks and purples and oranges, all the way over to the turquoise waters of the Windward shore. Every hue of every color of the rainbow was painted clear across that sky. Nowhere have I seen such depth and softness of color all at once. It was breathtaking...literally. I turned to the man and his dog, and he smiled and said, "Didn't bring mine either, happens to me all the time." Then he winked and turned back as he walked on. He tapped the side of his head and yelled over the wind, "Take it in and store it up here".
So I did. :)
Tuesday, October 7, 2008
Sunday, October 5, 2008
Rest In Peace
Okay, this is the capper to a pretty crappy week. One of our volunteers found a monk seal deceased on the beach in Waimanalo this morning, and it's the pup we were watching up in Kahuku all summer. He was tagged and given the permanent name of Hoku when he was moved to Rabbit Island and was doing quite well there with a number of others, still kinda roly poly and easy-going like he was as a pup.
But Hoku is gone now. The NOAA scientists will be doing a necropsy to figure out why. I'm so sad today...need to go sit on a beach somewhere and cry.
Rest in peace, sweet Hoku...
But Hoku is gone now. The NOAA scientists will be doing a necropsy to figure out why. I'm so sad today...need to go sit on a beach somewhere and cry.
Rest in peace, sweet Hoku...
Friday, October 3, 2008
Living Things...
...in the kitchen...

Yes, it was time for the 7th grade science experiment, proving that yeast is a living thing. Big bowl, water, sugar and Baker's Yeast. Yum!
Kevin observed the percentage of surface area bubble coverage every fifteen minutes while I wondered if I'd ever get that Guinness-y smell out of my baking bowl.
It's funny, I never did any experiments all through school in science. Somehow, I missed it all. We were always doing plate tectonics or genetics or something from the book, never any hands-on lab science. I'm so glad Kevin is apparently getting a better education than I did. I even taught him how to do a time-concentration plot to graph his data for his report, since I do these for work all the time. That was fun.
Unfortunately, this science project came due the same day (today) as two English papers for Kevin, which created a twee bit of stress at our home this week. It's been a looooooong week, with lots of other things and people on my mind, too, including a three-day migraine and three friends I'm concerned about (if you're reading this, hang in there and know you're on my mind :).
But the weekend is here, Kevin is practicing ZZ Top's 'La Grange' and I'm more than ready to go out somewhere for a nice meal with my boy. Okay, time to get out of the house.
Aloha...

Yes, it was time for the 7th grade science experiment, proving that yeast is a living thing. Big bowl, water, sugar and Baker's Yeast. Yum!
Kevin observed the percentage of surface area bubble coverage every fifteen minutes while I wondered if I'd ever get that Guinness-y smell out of my baking bowl.
It's funny, I never did any experiments all through school in science. Somehow, I missed it all. We were always doing plate tectonics or genetics or something from the book, never any hands-on lab science. I'm so glad Kevin is apparently getting a better education than I did. I even taught him how to do a time-concentration plot to graph his data for his report, since I do these for work all the time. That was fun.
Unfortunately, this science project came due the same day (today) as two English papers for Kevin, which created a twee bit of stress at our home this week. It's been a looooooong week, with lots of other things and people on my mind, too, including a three-day migraine and three friends I'm concerned about (if you're reading this, hang in there and know you're on my mind :).
But the weekend is here, Kevin is practicing ZZ Top's 'La Grange' and I'm more than ready to go out somewhere for a nice meal with my boy. Okay, time to get out of the house.
Aloha...
Sunday, September 28, 2008
Sunset Last Night
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