First, a postscript to the whale-birthing story. Melody told us today that sharks are known to go after the whale placentas! Our kayak observers, Bob and Cindy thought: yikes!

When rain canceled Thursday’s Pupu Night, I whined to Melody that I didn’t get any of her famous chocolate coconut clusters. She took pity on me and brought me my very own—happy days! (And I am generously sharing them with Karen.)

 

Property manager Allyn loves to snorkel at our beach and collect beautiful shells—we were stunned when we saw what he had because there are never ANY shells ON the beach. But he has a huge collection, which he washes, scrubs, cleans, and polishes. Now he’s fastening them to picture frames and will be selling them exclusively at Martin and Macarthur’s in Whaler’s Village. Very cool! While admiring his work, Melody asked if she could use one of my turtle pictures to put in the frame when they display them for sale. I said, of course! What an honor.

 

Our beach walk often has a surprise or two. Yesterday Karen noticed a couple walking towards us with bunches of big, knobby yellow things. She stopped them and asked what they were—wild lemons was the answer! Then today a person had a perfect way to keep a beach umbrella from blowing away—tent clips and stakes.

 

A couple weeks ago, with Susan and Cal, we met a sculptor who had just finished a piece for the lobby of the Ritz, so today we went to check it out. A staff person saw us looking at it and was curious when we told him we had met the artist. He said staff gets many questions about the meaning of the piece; someone suggested they put M&M’s in its bowl. Karen and I can’t remember if the sculptor told us anything about the meaning of the piece, just that it was difficult moving it from studio to hotel. We have a call into Cal and Susan to see if they remember.

 

Last night MN Bob and MN David did the sunset ritual blowing of the conch shell.

Tonight Karen contemplated the meaning of life as a rain shower moved through. She says being in Hawaii is like a never-ending mediation on sky and wind and ocean.