🚀 yoga with Nick

It was a butt kicker:)

We did every assba known to mankind!

With a smile in my Heart, Joy and Thankfulness!

The Last Thursday

Nr P and I may have gotten up early, or was it the day before? Toward the end of our vacations here it's painful to account for each day as I don't want to know what day is present.

The rice milk is gone and there are 4 beers; that I know.

We are having another dinner party tonight: Rick Bayless' Chiptle Cicken with  Creamed Spinach. Until then. . . 

Our friends are seizing this sunny day and going towards the 'end of the road'. We neet up with them at Haena Beach Park. Pilgrim is often the center of attention. Ed is busy meeting new friends (Rod) and the rest of us are chillin!

At one point he says his toe is killing hom and i just work the R big toe, readjusting the joint and tendons/ he says it's much better after my treatment! Yay

The surf is crazy high and nonone is allowed in the surf but locals. Finally, rain forces us homeward. We freshen up and settle in to read while showers saturate the lush jungle green.

I offer reflexology and Ed says "cmon up!" Ed is as relaxed as We've ever seen him when they arrive for dinner.

Dinner is at dusk and Dan nails it! His dish is anazing:) i sub the okinawa sweet potato for chicken, Marilyn brings tandoori rice:)

We all stroll the the point to see stars and Honey has Pilgrim.

Then a bit of Saturday Night Live Sports clips and it bedtime rock n roll.

Mahalo Kauai

Last Wednesday

We meant to set the alarm clock, but we were awake at seven to the roosters' song:)

We made s fruit plate of papaya, bananas, pineapple and mandarin oranges. Dan prepared the taro waffle mix and the coconut syrup graced the candlelit, flowered, leid table set for five.

Our guests arrived for a Hawaiian Mimosa; beer and pog. There was also a fresh pot of Lion brand coffee. It was fun to entertain even when the wafgle iron refused ' to play!'

Earle and Mary joined us for a visit following the pancakes snd sausage feat Dan prepared. The weather calked for drizzle.

We took off for the Kilauea Lighthouse and ghe weather vleared for a while!

Pilgrim did a fine job of not bothering the red footed boobies burrowed in the ground! Dan got a great picture of a frigatebird or Iwa:

Home through Kilauea and Pacos Tacos! 

It was a yummy cabbage and cilantro treat3 for $13.00 is good!

Once home we read and relaxed. I wsnted so much to work on our friends' feet. I showed up with lemin for Marilyn and she enjoyed the session. 

Dan came for me announcing time to get ready for our dinner date!

We ordered the spinch salad with a parmesan crisp and poacged egg, garlic creamed lentiks and kale au gratin, a chorizo sausage and grilled apple with frisee, and a white puzza with nanchego and asparagus.

We were home in time to see Pennies From Heaven! And a bit o Father of the Bride, both with Steve Martin;)

Our time is dwindling now. 

Mahalo Kauai 

Yoga

A sweet brown haired girl with striped leggings greeted Pilgrim and me. She was happy we came back!

The teacher untroduced herself as Katie and brought props. Pilgrim settled in his towel. The lady to our left immediately ingaged him in s mental conversation; her forehead to his.

The music began, harp and hawaiian. Later a rainshower that lulled me deeper. Some slept. This was the sequence:

Circles by Mary Oliver

Childs Pose

Side Laying Twist over a Bolster r/l

Reclining Virasana on a Bolster

( hm) draw knee to Belly 1/2 happy baby

Laying Vrkasana 

Laying twist 

Repeat

Legs up the Wall

Wide Legs up the wall

Heart opening w horizontal bolster

  And Head on a block

Savasana

Our Last Tuesday

Ah, the Spirit of Aloha: palms clacking, surf rolling, birds singing;

Katie, my yoga teacher quoted Mary Oliver, " if you can sing, Do it!"

We are loose ends this week. Weather and activities may not dovetail. I offer to run Dan around today and he accepts:)

After our respective breakfasts, we drive to the library, maybe by adding a new card, i can continue reading! But the fee is $25. For 5 years and won't predictable fix my FVRL stuff.

We toodle into Hanalei town and I text Ed we are here!

The girls and I are going shopping and the guys are coming too:) hanalei Paddler nets us gold! I buy a billabong skirt. Marilyn buys a bright yellow soft top and i offer to buy topaz earrings to match! We go to Robin who has the perfect stone.

They want Bubba Burgers and I am craving an Island Fish Sandwich. 

Off to the pier we go, the sun is sprouting:) ed wants to run on the pretty Hanalei Bay crescent and he takes Pikgrim. 

As we stroll we loose sight of them! Make a Wish has set up a tent and Mr P stops to visit Amelia, a child sitting in the sand stretching her srms open to enfold him. Her leg braces lay beside ger thin lifeless limbs. She is from baltimore.

We move onto the Waipa Farmers Market and buy LAsagna for supper.

Ed telks the Hawaiian, next year less Costco, More Market! 

Relax Deeply at 5:30 and Dan comes for me, low blood sugar. The ribs our fruends were cooking did not happen within the framework he had hoped for.

A dinner for three on the labai with candlelightand a sweet Aloha.

We have invited our neighbors to breakfast and borrowed a waffle iron from housekeeping. Taro waffles with coconut syrup and a platter of papaya, pineapple and bananas;)

 Our friends come to Trick or Treat but we are too tired to go walking.

Mahalo

Circles: Tuesday yoga poem

In the morning the blue heron is busy

stepping, slowly, around the edge of the

pond. He is tall and shining. His wings, folded

against his body, fit so neatly they

make of him, when he lifts his shoulders and begins to rise

into the air, a great surprise. Also

he carries so light the terrible sword-beak. Then

he is gone over the trees.

I am so happy to be alive in this world

I would like to live forever, but I am

content not to. Seeing what I have seen

has filled me; believing what I believe

has filled me.

The first words of this page are

hardly thought of when the bird

circles back over the trees; it floats down

like an armful of blue flowers, a bundle of light

coming to refresh itself again in the black water, and I think:

maybe it is or it isn't the same bird-maybe it's

the first one's child, or the child of its child.

What I mean is, our deliverance from Time

and the continuance, if we only steward them well,

of earthly things. So maybe it's myself still standing here, or

someone else, like myself hot with the joy of this world, and

filled with praise.

The Last Monday

It's rainy and windy and one cannot discern the sky from the sea. Shivering is an attempt to create heat for the body. We wear as many clothes as possible to cover tanned goosebumps.

We go into Hanakei in search of earrings and find Robin, an artisan in Ching Ling Village! She custom creates earrings like the pair I am wearring for a friend's friend (Jowanna) back home.

While she is creating, we go to The Hanalei Gourmet for lunch. We sit outdoors since it's tight and loud indoors.

Pilgrim looks forlorn. After lunch we drive home. Dan naps and I try for 'hours' to get my ebook to load. 

We leave Pilgrim home and return to Hanalei for the earrings and baked ravioli ingredients for tomorrow night. It's the first time we've held habds all week, with 'baby' in tow. . . . 

Happy Hour at the clubhouse is fun, because Earl and Mary on there! Then it's up to Ed's for steak and salmon. 

We stay until eight enjoying wine and laughs. Then home for a bit of HGTV.