I leave for the mainland tomorrow and will be away from the Blog for a week or so. Before I go, however I want to talk to you about night-time at Hale Akua. I have lost my flashlight so, depending on the moon (which is now full), I can either walk by moonlight or the sound of my feet on gravel (grass = imminent wall) to my destination. Sometimes being blind is more fun because I am more aware of the most wonderful plant on the premises: the night jasmine. The night Jasmine only opens at night (go figure) and, when it does, releases the most wonderful of plumeria-esque scents ever encountered by my nose. I have searched for the source of its aroma by sun and by moonlight and the plant continues to elude me which only adds to its mystique. It might be my favorite thing about the farm.
Another fun detail about night-travel at Hale Akua are the toads. They must be the least intelligent animals on Maui: when they hear something coming they freeze. The real-life implications of this survival tactic are not good for the toads. The number of them that I have kicked or stepped on while journeying to my room and the legions that lay smooshed by car tires throughout the property are a testament to their stupidity. This being said, they are easy to pick up--as Lulu has demonstrated multiple times--and we intend to have a toad race. Won't that be fun!?
As it was a full moon on Saturday, night time was particularly magical. Lulu, Jeff and I enjoyed a primal scream around the ancient (or so they say) Hawaiian sacrificial site on the farm. Before the scream, we offered a carrot (earth), the wind (wind), some burning sage (fire), and rain (water) to the moon. You know, all in a day's work.
My next blog entry is going to be about ginger. It's going to blow your mind.
Aloha,
CMC
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