Onaona Ka Pua

I survived da day. And now, sitting here at my computer, da onaona perfume of da Night-Blooming Jasmine outside my window wafts in. I could get drunk on dis fragrance. Can hardly stand it, it’s so wonderful. Not da same as pikake, but eh, u know wat? Has its own amazing scent. Everytime a breeze sends more fragrance in, I stop. Inhale it like I’m dying of thirst. Nice end to a difficult day, yeah?

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Old Photos 3

Still going chru photos. Still gotta hana. Dis is one hard day foa me. Hard foa concentrate. I look at alla photos and think about alla wasted potential foa one good relationship wit my madda. Continue reading

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Old Photos 2

I wen drag out da third album foa scan and transfer to CD. Dis latest one da one from small kid time. Continue reading

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Old Photos

I stay busy scanning alla old photos so I can put on CDs and give to da rest of my ‘ohana in chree weeks. I stay da self-appointed Family Historian (my bradda and sistah wen gladly turn it ova to me). Continue reading

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My Mom Died; Blog Going Take Nappie

It was very unexpected. I wen spend a week in California and gotta go back in a month. Have to scan/put on CDs da old photos so da blog going take one nappie foa awhile. Took cow photos for AFK on the way though. Will post everything later. Long drive there and back: twelve hours. Same thing in a month to close the house, etc. Mahalo nui for your understanding.

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Melemele

Melemele. Continue reading

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They Multiply In The Night

I wanted to learn to spin for years. It seemed like something so wonderful, so creative. Nolemana and I had taken a drive over to Tillamook, and in a myrtlewood store I’d seen a lovely wheel made out of myrtlewood, that I dreamed about for years afterwards. I longed to get a wheel, but knew there was no point buying one if I didn’t know how to spin. I had to consider that I might end up hating it, even though I knew I wouldn’t. But Nolemana and I agreed that discretion was the better part of valor, so I waited. Continue reading

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Spinnin’

For the first time in ages I got out my wheel; well, one of them, that is. That’s another story for another time. Two years ago at Oregon Flock and Fiber Festival I bought a fabulous fleece from my friend Harriet Beck of Beck’s Sheep Farm and U-Cut. Harriet cards and hand-dyes her Romney fleeces in the most wonderful colors, and I just couldn’t resist this one. Continue reading

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Green Too

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Green

Green. Continue reading

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