Because I spent eight years of my youth in Hawaii, both as a child and as a young adult, this place still feels like home to me. I haven't lived here in nearly 40 years but, like Mark Twain, I can never forget it.He wrote: "For me its balmy airs are always blowing, its summer seas flashing in the sun; the pulsing of its surf is in my ear; I can see its garlanded crags, its leaping cascades, its plumy palms drowsing by the shore, its remote summits floating like islands above the cloud-rack; I can feel the spirit of its woody solitudes, I hear the plashing of the brooks; in my nostrils still lives the breath of flowers that perished twenty years ago." - Mark Twain, a Biography.
He never returned. I count myself fortunate that I do, as often as I possibly can.
I could sit on that beach all day long.
ReplyDeleteAnd the farmers markets are pretty good in Hawaii!
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Greg, even a brief walk enhances my tan - all day might be a mistake. But it's unbelievably lovely and one is tempted to stay and stay.
ReplyDeleteCookiecrumb, I plan to check out one or two farmer's markets this week. You'd love this place - warm all the time, even when it rains. We had a rainy day yesterday but I didn't even bother to take shelter during the showers - even the falling water is warm!