it is sunday. i have been rushing through my routines, as usual... nothing really new to report. i went to my father-in-law's house for an errand, and there, i got to see his monstrous garden. when i asked him why his plants were so huge, he didn't really give me an answer. i asked him how he prepared his soil, and he just said that he added nitrogen to it. well, somehow he has successful fertile plants growing... while my plants are slowly drying in the sun. maybe it has to do with the fact that i can't monitor my plants as much nowadays since i am working... i water the plants sometimes only once a day (before i go to work, in the darkness of early morning)... it would be nice if my son watered them later in the day... but he doesn't. and sometimes, lately, i just come home and basically collapse... so, bottom line, no regular watering. this, in the middle of a few days with no rain.
right now, there is news that trump's tax returns have finally been seen by reporters. great. but i feel that his supporters are so bone-headed, that they will continue to support this grifter. a third of our country is, frankly, a lost cause.
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hmm... i don't know what else to really talk about.
yesterday, i drove down with my wife to aoki's, just to get some shave ice. we sat on the rainbow bench, and ate our rainbow shave ice. my wife was looking for the day geckos that frequent the trash bins, likely licking up the colorful syrups to augment their vibrant colors... only, yesterday, they weren't really to be seen. it's likely because yesterday was the first day that aoki's opened up in a long time (due to the pandemic). so they haven't caught on to the reopened system yet. funny, though... as we were ordering our shave ice, i did see one of those glittering green geckos crawl up behind the register.
the drive to and from haleiwa was pretty nondescript. you could see places where some assholes had tried to burn the landscape. periodically, along the road to haleiwa, you would see regions that were blackened or browned by a brush fire. there was one grove of coffee trees, protected by a windbreak of norfolk pines (?)... you could see the browned lower branches of a stand of the pines, where a fire had almost broken through to the vulnerable valuable crops beyond...
i saw the water tank, just near the crest of that final hill where you see the blue horizon of the sea stretch out below the land. for some reason, i had this image of that same water tank in years, decades, before... and i imagined a group of young people sneaking up on top of it, on the dusty surface, and having sex beneath the stars... and then, afterwards, restless, this youngish guy (with a hippie beard) grabs a spray can and starts to create art... perhaps in the afterglow (i remember thinking this word specifically) of intimacy, inspired... not in a desperate passionate way, but a quiet reflective mood. and his girlfriend watches silently, pretending to be asleep.
my wife mentioned that the mountains, this close, looked as though they were painted... a verdant green, highlighted by the setting sun. i saw mt. kaala, with its observatory so high up. it's supposed to be the highest point on our island... i had a thought of the second place mountain, just adjacent, and how jealous it was... that it was nameless just because another had assembled a slightly larger pile of rocks about itself.
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