E Mauli Moon ma ke kai a ma uka (from ocean to upland)

The raspberries are coming ripe in the orchard in the woods (ma uka).
 The temperatures are summer-time warm. Cool breezes caress.

The canes are tall, and ever growing. Pete is over 6 feet tall for comparison.

Just before dusk we sit on the bench in the woods to remember our old friend Jots. 

E ‘elekule (click to read the Mele Inoa (name chant) for Jots)

nou e koʻu hoaloha

At noon, on my way north to visit our haumana the sky was showing me the meaning ... 'ai ... eat the mana.

The tide was very low at noon. Dried kelp unanchored on the shore.

From the land sloping into the water off of Penn Cove, the place I went to visit

A woman's herb grows strong and abundant