"How's the weather up there?" It was my nephew Kawika emailing me. "Sunny!" I wrote back, and sent him a photo of mahina in the sky at nearly awakea. Today, at that same near awakea, the sky is moving with long stretch of ao ...
Over to the left where I am standing, the streaks stretch. The wind must be playing. (That's my bruddah, David!)
Below, on the ground the gentle, and cool breeze moves the fingers of the ferns very slowly. A fan moving the air. Malia. The temperature is cool, the sun is bright. I feel the cool touch of wind on my bare calves and feet.
Over to the left where I am standing, the streaks stretch. The wind must be playing. (That's my bruddah, David!)
Below, on the ground the gentle, and cool breeze moves the fingers of the ferns very slowly. A fan moving the air. Malia. The temperature is cool, the sun is bright. I feel the cool touch of wind on my bare calves and feet.
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