We had a brown gecko in the empty lemonade jar this morning. He scurried out before my sleepy hands could reach for the camera.
Yesterday we had visitors of another sort:
We always seem to have an array of unique animal visitors: ‘Ioke the hawk; wild pigs; lost dogs; toads; green geckos on the windowsill.. I told Arvin that when we finally get around to naming the house, it should have something to do with being a resting place for animals.
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If you cut off the top of a pineapple and stick it into lava cinder, a new pineapple will grow. This spring we were surprised by a bounty of new fruit from the tops we’d planted over the last couple years in the lava wall up near the house. We have a mix of Kapoho whites (the best) and Maui yellows.
As reported in Hana Hou, the inflight magazine for Hawaiian Airlines, there is a farm upriver from Hilo town that is preparing to harvest its first crop of 9,000 organic, sweet white pineapples. We can wait for these beauties from Kalewa Correa and Kaleo Veary-Correa to hit the farmers’ markets!
And if you’re interested in getting a flavor of our side of the island, read the full story. Roland Gilmore does a great job describing the bouyant spirit of Hilo town.
All photos were taken by Arvin.