Snapshot

June 9, 2013 - 9:08pm -- swingbug

I had an awesome dance teacher once (Hi Adam, if you're out there) who said that, at any moment in a dance, he should be able to take a snapshot of the dancers and it should look perfect. All the connecting steps, the beats between the beats. Poised. Perfect. 

Words to aspire to. 

Cousins

June 7, 2013 - 7:18am -- swingbug

I went up to Portland a couple of weeks ago (my traveling shoes have been getting some wear lately) to visit an aunt, some cousins, an old friend, and a beautiful city.

All Dressed Up

May 16, 2013 - 3:21pm -- swingbug

Alright, it's dress rehearsal time. There is an enormous platter tutu covered in feathers in the back of my car, and a tiara in my dance bag. (Actually, there's a lot of stuff in my dance bag, but who wants to talk about that when you have a tiara?)

I've made my pre-show trip to the makeup section of the grocery store, and, as per usual, came out with bottles, vials, and a long rant to anyone who would listen on how that particular aisle could be used to diagnose most of the self-esteem problems that our society bestows upon its female half.

Lag

May 15, 2013 - 8:26am -- swingbug

You may have noticed I'm back from vacation. Have been for about a week, actually. I apologize for the back-blogging. It's not a practice I generally approve of, but I didn't want to spend all my time in Hawaii formatting blog entries, so there you have it. I'll write on the go, but photo editing and spell-checking waits for the home turf.

Mahalo

May 4, 2013 - 12:03pm -- swingbug

Aloha mongooses, bright green geckos, 

Dolphins, parrotfish, and mynah birds

Aloha Keauhou Bay, Kahalu'u, Two Step, and White Sands

Aloha sweet plumeria flowers

Sulphurous volcanoes, and sudden rain storms

Aloha craggy black volcanic shores under overcast skies

Hello, goodbye, I love you

 

And until we meet again

With the Tide

May 3, 2013 - 9:24pm -- swingbug

It's an interesting experience traveling familiar ground with folk I don't readily associate with this place. I'm learning new things about it. We tried stand-up paddle boarding under the experienced tutelage of my father-in-law. Turns out I love it; who knew? Love it enough that I might try it on our considerably colder end of the Pacific when I next find myself in Santa Cruz. 

Occasionally, though, I'm diverting the group or my own two feet to beat familiar trails. This, in and of itself, is not without discovery. 

Mauka

May 2, 2013 - 12:01pm -- swingbug

And towards the mountain we go.

I have no specific memory of visiting the Hawaii Volcanoes National Park as a child, though I must have done. I do remember driving out to see the lava trickle into the ocean once. A far-off red ribbon viewed from a perch on a rock with my grandparents and a buddy when I was twelve or maybe thirteen.

Makai

May 1, 2013 - 7:35pm -- swingbug

There is no left and right on Hawaii. There is makai (towards the ocean) and mauka (towards the mountain). As I am perhaps the only geographer with no innate sense of direction, this works out well for me. I can navigate with confidence when the two main landmarks are visually apparent no matter where you stand.

This is good because our various digital devices are having a hard time out here. And Siri's Hawaiian pronunciation is worse than her Spanish. ("Dos" has a long "o", love; it's not "daws".) We finally turned her off before she could try Kamehameha or Kealakekua again.

Geology and Biology

April 27, 2013 - 11:10am -- swingbug

I had forgotten how the ocean smells different here. Of course it does -- different geology and different biology -- but it was something I hadn't remembered until I was standing on a craggy black pumice shore looking out over the water.

My grandparents lived here for about the first twenty years of my life. We visited in the summers. At least us kids did. I've been back to Hawaii once since then, but a different island.

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