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spannungsbogen!

Posted on 08.03.13 under Uncategorized


“The Fremen were supreme in that quality the ancients called “spannungsbogen” — which is the self-imposed delay between desire for a thing and the act of reaching out to grasp that thing.”
― Frank Herbert, Dune

Enter at your own risk!

Posted on 07.20.13 under Uncategorized


This is “Stand Your Ground” taken to the next level. Patrolled by armed drones with HD infrared cameras.

Domed tank.

Lined trough.

Yes, it seems to hold water.

From Ocean to Table

Posted on 07.19.13 under Uncategorized

Somewhere on the coast of Kahakuloa…





chronology of a canefire.

Posted on 07.18.13 under Uncategorized

The smaller smoke on the right is the sugar mill and that little hill in the background is Haleakala with rises to over 10,000 ft. and forms more than 75% of the Hawaiian Island of Maui, which gives you an indication of scale.





For the schedule of the next burning, click here.

Hana is lovely…

Posted on 07.17.13 under Uncategorized


Dark highway to the St. Anthony’s

Cross overlooking Hana Bay.


Going mauka at the Mile 33 marker to

Ala Kukui — formerly the Hana Retreat. Lots of books of Eastern religion, New Age spirituality and philosophy, beautiful place but without a strong identity. I suggest a landscaping do-over emphasizing endemic and indigenous plants.


Chanting on the pa, a place for ritual and power.

Waianapanapa, a place of hala and legend…


The caves where the pre-historic case of domestic violence occurred.



Pi’ilani Hale Heiau, Honoma’ele, Hana. Believed to the the largest heiau in Hawaii. Pi’ilani, was the 16th Century chief who united (conquered) Maui which resulted in a peaceful and productive reign. I guess having too many factions creates an unstable political situation. And war…

This baby monk seal looks to be at peace, though.

Coast of Pi’ilani Heiau.

The wide fields were used by Pi’ilani’s army to practice. There is the seeming contradiction: large armies create peace…

Deep water taro lois.

We worked it, pulling weeds and burying them in the mud. This creates underwater mulch.

Muddy work, but someone has to do it. For a non-GMO life!

Uncle John feels the mana of the glass poi pounder…

We washed off at Koki Beach, Keanae. That’s Alau Island off the coast.

Even with the washing machine-like intensity of the waves, some of the mud refused to come off!

Lovely scenic drive, but a daily commute would be a killer. Once you’re there, if you never had to leave, it might be heavenly…

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