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Category Archives: Pōpoki
We woke early the next morning and let the kitties out, got them fed (we’d kept them in the bathroom overnight), and though they didn’t eat much, we knew they were okay. This was our view when we woke up; … Continue reading
Even though the Tour de France isn’t for a few months yet, the spinning community has started our Tour de Fleece at the usual Tour de France time. I’ve begun spinning a silk/merino fiber. I’ve never spun pure silk before … Continue reading
I’m trying hard to keep up with taking a photo a day for 365 days again; I pretty well fell off the wagon doing it last year along about September. So some of what I’ve done this year will be … Continue reading
Kalakoa is my kolohe pōpoki, and so much like my beloved girl, ʻUkulele, who I miss so much, that plenny times I know ʻUkulele sent her. Just like ʻUkulele, Kalakoa finds balls of yarn, or socks, and brings them into … Continue reading
Let’s have more Da Kine, k? Last year my daughters took me to Big River Grill in Stevenson, Washington, for Mother’s Day. The food was ʻono to da max, and there were these license plates from all over the world … Continue reading
Yeah, I’m a crazy cat lady, I admit it. And while I’m getting ready my next post, here’s something funny to entertain you folks.
One night, at four o’clock in the morning, something happened that brought tears to my eyes. Bittersweet tears. Tears of happiness, tears of sadness, tears of remembrance. First, you should go here to read the first part of this story. … Continue reading
Kalakoa absolutely loves kneading in the sheepskin that I put on the footstool of my mango wood rocker. She gets the silliest look on her face as she kneads away, and she won’t be distracted for anything!
Well, I guess it was inevitable. Nolemana was so lonely without Hinahina, and today we drove up to Vancouver to donate Hina’s cat food there. And Nolemana said he’d like to look at kitties. First we checked out one sweet … Continue reading