'Ole Pau (over the weekend)

From ma'uka where we live in the woods, Raven flew above us just before we left to do errands up island. He perched on a hemlock branch, turned to watch us ... for a long look at us. 

Our first stop was Greenbank Farms. The sky was clear, the weather malia...pleasant with a slight breeze, and warming sun. Geese on the other side of the pond grazed. We heard a pair 'call' and 'respond.' 

Dandelions and English Daisies filled the grass with color. We stepped carefully.

The reeds were a perfect raft for a Starling to drink water.

We continued north to Coopeville. First to the junk yards (they call 'em Recycling Centers now) looking for a used sink and a heater for next winter. We found them both for $20. Resourceful use of fossil fuel (to drive the car) and use the skills of know-how from a lifetime of fixing things rather than consuming new.

 (Hover over the map for the First Peoples' name for the island we live on.) The island we live on is the long irregular shape of moku with the "T" in the word "PUGET" on its lowest southern tip. 

An exhibit at the Island County Museum in Coopeville led me to a place where I could discover some answers to my questions about the songs of these moku, and this water.

Outside, on Penn Cove the winds had picked up strength, the tide was flowing in. Mid day. Ho'oku'i.
We are facing north east, the wind came from that direction.

The feathers of the gulls ruffled, the birds remained pa'a, steadfast.