Kona. Think Kona and you think coffee. So, today we drove south past the Kona airport to Ka’iminagni Drive and turned left. Like lots of places on this island when you turn away from the ocean, you go up. In no time, we were up 1500 feet above sea level. We were looking for Hula…
Category: Musing
imps, cobwebs and Boston
Is it just me or do you feel like you can’t take one more hit? That your psyche is almost in shreds? That you see the words, ALERT, roll across the bottom of a screen, any screen and your brain squeezes a little, you feel faint and you think, What? Again? Really? Seriously? And like it…
poker
Everyone has their hobbies. Tom’s is playing games. Monopoly in all it’s iterations, I think we have seven different types of Monopoly, even one in French. That was for Meghan when she was studying French in middle school. Thank God they don’t have one in Latin, she would have nailed us all to the table…
morning
I like morning. Monday’s especially. But I like them best when they are cool. We’re getting that now, cool mornings with the sun bringing more warmth and shine later in the day. It reminds me of being a kid, in my Villa Cabrini uniform. When we used to line up in the quad, hear announcements,…