Category Archives: Da Kine: Sometimes Full-on Pidgin

Nolemana had surgery yesterday and I brought him home today.  Yesterday he was experiencing better living through chemistry; today he’s more uncomfortable but is doing pretty good considering.

Only in Boring, Oregon.  At least we wen live in Boring before dey wen change da boundaries, including us in da new city of Damascus.  Living out hea in da country, we get all kine signs on telephone poles.  Wat?  … Continue reading →

I love springtime in Oregon.  It comes even though we have an abundance of gray days when it seems like all color has disappeared forever.  Suddenly, daffodils pop up along with the hyacinths, trees begin blooming and the gray is … Continue reading →

Last Saturday, I drove down to another writing workshop in Mt. Angel, Oregon, at the Shalom Prayer Center.  It was wonderful!  Pat Love, the instructor, gave us a lot of wonderful writing prompts, and asked thought-provoking questions in order to … Continue reading →

A couple of years ago, this wahine, Sherrie, brought over her alpaca named Mocha, hoping to lure our llamas, who needed shearing, down to the barn.  Sherrie was going to do the shearing, but the llamas no like get sheared.  But … Continue reading →

I love our llamas!  They’re so darn cute!  They’re niele [curious] creatures who don’t like to miss out on anything.  Every time I drive up or down the driveway, I watch them to see what they’re doing.

Oregon is known for long days of rain, or mist or fog or watevahs.  Wet in some form.  Clouds in gray form.  I thought I going have hard time getting used to it after Hawai‘i, but ho, da surprise!  Not!

“‘Ohana means family, and family means nobody gets left behind”.  We all know dis line from da movie, “Lilo and Stitch”, yeah?  We saw how dat thought of ‘ohana was a thread dat wen run all throughout da movie.

Ho da kewt, yeah? Dis my fortune for da day:  A satirical sheep at sunrise is nobody’s friend. 

One of da tings I love about our hale it dat is faces makai, so we get some nani sunsets.  Dis aftanoon I stay hana in my office; it looks out into da forest.  I can see plenny manu coming … Continue reading →