Wednesday, Jan.23, 2013 3:38 am
The period between sleep and wakefulness is called hypnagogia. I have been laying here in hypnagogia for a few hours now, and figure I better work on my blog. Enough hypnnogogia. In this state my mind has been wandering between two Hawiian words; Kapa'a and Kapa'au. Kapa'a places the accent on the pa. In Kapa'au the accent is on the au. many Hawiian words seem similar to me which makes them hard to remember. Between my terrible sense of direction and lack of linguistic ability, I am in a bit of a muddle. But I soldier on.
Now that I have that off my chest, life goes along like a pleasant dream around here. Alex likes to chat so breakfast means about an hour of eating and chatting. Yesterday I went to Yoga (in Kapa'au) while he went next door to the coffee shop. He actually gets the NY Times mailed to him- a day late or so- but that doesn't make much difference when you think about it. So he can read his paper and have coffee. Wednesday night the Woofers are coming for pot luck, so we (Makenna and I) did some cooking. Woofers are part of the World Organization of Organic Farmers. They're on the internet and the deal is that they agree to do farm work- 20-30 hours a week- in exchange for room and board. This appeals to students, but you don't have to be a student. I've heard Robert, who has a farm, complain that they are not reliable, but Makenna told me some of the farmers exploit the workers, who usually don't have cars and are trapped into a lot more hours of work. Robert who,along with his wife, runs a health spa is a good employer, but not everyone is. Robert is also an emergency room physician and works in the local hospital. He is tall, sunburned, and balding, except for where he has a lot of curley hair. (Around the sides.) Very nice, down to earth fellow. We went to visit his farm/spa and he was down in the mud with a woofer, fixing the plumbing. He comes and hangs out around Alex's place some evenings and brings papayas. Which reminds me, that passion fruit, also called Lilikoi, is delicious with papaya. Open the papaya, scoop out the seeds, and pour in the lilykoi innards. I say innards, because they are gross looking- slimy with little black seeds. But delicious! A sort of sweet, lemony taste.
Now, I have been wandering all over the place. I started out telling you about my day here. Most days I do a little gardening. Keeping after the weeds is a major project as things grow "like weeds." So I do some weeding and trimming and edging. But yesterday, no, we cooked instead. Last night I went with Makenna to see the sunset at Kapa'a. There are volcanic rocks for several yards out to the ocean. A few kids were sitting out there and we went out there too. A nice guy helped me because I was in no mood to fall on those rocks! It was beautiful and I got a few nice shots of the sunset. (Still haven't figured out how to download that camera) I sat on the rocks talking to another young thing who's trying to figure out what to do with the rest of her life. I don't envy kids who need to work, but don't want to be stuck in some cubicle with a computer.
Well, a little about Makenna. She is a beautiful and usually scantily clad young woman. She graduated with a degree in geology, but her goal just now is to make enough money to hike the Pacific coast. She rode her bike carrying her ukelele to the beach. I went by car. It's about 6 miles or so from Alex's house. Then she had to ride back in the dark and she had forgotten her head lamp. I worry about these kids, which must mean I'm showing my age. The girls wear very little in the way of clothing. I know, I'm being sexist, but I think this can be misinterpreted. Oh well. She is a great person. Very self assured, hard working, kind to old ladies (me) .
I think I'll sign off. I'm tired. Good night.
The period between sleep and wakefulness is called hypnagogia. I have been laying here in hypnagogia for a few hours now, and figure I better work on my blog. Enough hypnnogogia. In this state my mind has been wandering between two Hawiian words; Kapa'a and Kapa'au. Kapa'a places the accent on the pa. In Kapa'au the accent is on the au. many Hawiian words seem similar to me which makes them hard to remember. Between my terrible sense of direction and lack of linguistic ability, I am in a bit of a muddle. But I soldier on.
Now that I have that off my chest, life goes along like a pleasant dream around here. Alex likes to chat so breakfast means about an hour of eating and chatting. Yesterday I went to Yoga (in Kapa'au) while he went next door to the coffee shop. He actually gets the NY Times mailed to him- a day late or so- but that doesn't make much difference when you think about it. So he can read his paper and have coffee. Wednesday night the Woofers are coming for pot luck, so we (Makenna and I) did some cooking. Woofers are part of the World Organization of Organic Farmers. They're on the internet and the deal is that they agree to do farm work- 20-30 hours a week- in exchange for room and board. This appeals to students, but you don't have to be a student. I've heard Robert, who has a farm, complain that they are not reliable, but Makenna told me some of the farmers exploit the workers, who usually don't have cars and are trapped into a lot more hours of work. Robert who,along with his wife, runs a health spa is a good employer, but not everyone is. Robert is also an emergency room physician and works in the local hospital. He is tall, sunburned, and balding, except for where he has a lot of curley hair. (Around the sides.) Very nice, down to earth fellow. We went to visit his farm/spa and he was down in the mud with a woofer, fixing the plumbing. He comes and hangs out around Alex's place some evenings and brings papayas. Which reminds me, that passion fruit, also called Lilikoi, is delicious with papaya. Open the papaya, scoop out the seeds, and pour in the lilykoi innards. I say innards, because they are gross looking- slimy with little black seeds. But delicious! A sort of sweet, lemony taste.
Now, I have been wandering all over the place. I started out telling you about my day here. Most days I do a little gardening. Keeping after the weeds is a major project as things grow "like weeds." So I do some weeding and trimming and edging. But yesterday, no, we cooked instead. Last night I went with Makenna to see the sunset at Kapa'a. There are volcanic rocks for several yards out to the ocean. A few kids were sitting out there and we went out there too. A nice guy helped me because I was in no mood to fall on those rocks! It was beautiful and I got a few nice shots of the sunset. (Still haven't figured out how to download that camera) I sat on the rocks talking to another young thing who's trying to figure out what to do with the rest of her life. I don't envy kids who need to work, but don't want to be stuck in some cubicle with a computer.
Well, a little about Makenna. She is a beautiful and usually scantily clad young woman. She graduated with a degree in geology, but her goal just now is to make enough money to hike the Pacific coast. She rode her bike carrying her ukelele to the beach. I went by car. It's about 6 miles or so from Alex's house. Then she had to ride back in the dark and she had forgotten her head lamp. I worry about these kids, which must mean I'm showing my age. The girls wear very little in the way of clothing. I know, I'm being sexist, but I think this can be misinterpreted. Oh well. She is a great person. Very self assured, hard working, kind to old ladies (me) .
I think I'll sign off. I'm tired. Good night.
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