Kaluapele

On the Island of Hawaiʻi, Kaluapele (the pit of pele or Pele) crowns the summit region of the volcano Kīlauea.

27 May 2020

Wednesday, May 27, 2020. On May 27, 1894, on (then) Necker Island

Always, always something to explore...

The Overthrow of the Kingdom of Hawaiʻi by the United States began on January 17, 1893.

The Hawaiian Islands were under a Provisional Government from then until July 4, 1894, when we became The Republic of Hawaiʻi.  

The Republic of Hawaiʻi lasted until April 30, 1900, when we became the Territory of Hawaiʻi.

Necker Island (now Mokumanamana, as weʻve learned) was annexed and became part of the Provisional Government of Hawaiʻi on May 27, 1894, 126 years ago today.  An Annexation Party traveled to Mokumanamana, leaving Honolulu on board the SS Iwalani on May 25, 1894.  The Iwalani was one of three steamships owned and operated by Inter-Island Steam Navigation, the other two being the SS James Makee, and the SS Helene.


A screenshot from the Journal of the Polynesian Society, v3, 1894, p153, of an account published in the Pacific Commercial Advertiser, May 30, 1894:
The Proclamation

Pacific Commercial Advertiser, May 30, 1894


Apparently not much is know of the "idols"; their origin, their purpose(s), etc.  Hereʻs the head of one in the collection of the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York.


(Again, the spelling Hawaiʻian...)



Mystifying, to say the least, but bearing a resemblance to works from Marquesas.

And the day is bright and warm.  Outside I go.  

As always, with aloha,

BobbyC
maniniowali@gmail.com


25 May 2020

Monday, May 25, 2020. Then at Mokumanamana...

Perhaps as a consequence of being pulled, tugged, and otherwise wandering in many different directions yesterday, howʻs if we just GoLook at one of our islands... But first, a Note:  My photography skills are limited, thus some of the pictures I present are crooked, out-of-focus, etc., but I trust that youʻll get my drift...

Mokumanamana.  Moku = island, while Manamana, as found in Pukui and Elbert:

mana.mana
1. Redup. of mana 1. hoʻo.mana.mana To impart mana, as to idols or objects; to deify; superstitious. (PPN manamana.)
2. Redup. of mana 2; appendages, claws, branches, rays, forks; to branch out. Lā manamana, sun with rays. (PPN mangamanga.)
3. n. Finger, toe.
Many meanings, likely layered, and, yes... We didnʻt name it, and cannot know the intended meaning.  But we study, become informed, and make guesses...
Below is found in the 3rd Edition of the Atlas of Hawaiʻi, published in 1998.  We talked about this yesterday.  It took me awhile to figure out where it was, and that I might share a pertinent picture with you.

Primary source material for Mokumanamana comes from "Archaeology of Nihoa and Necker Islands", Kenneth P. Emory, Bernice P. Bishop Museum, Bulletin 53, Tanager Expedition, Publication Number 5.  

Emory did field work on the island in 1923 and 1924.  He was 27 years old when the field work was completed.
The book is a steal at $18.95!

Mokumanamana is as far from an idyllic tropical isle as one can get.  Dry, rocky, noisy and smelly (all those birds!), but as we saw yesterday, it lies on Ke Alanui Polohiwa a Kāne (the Tropic of Cancer) at 23.5 degrees North Latitude.  TrySquint and look the tiny numbers at the bottom of the Google Earth image above.

A map in Emoryʻs publication.  There are 34 "sites of religious structures", what he calls "marae", a term associated with other Polynesian island groups, that in Hawaiʻi are called heiau. 
Wikimedia Commons


Again, Emory noted and mapped 34 marae.  They are all similiar to those sketched above.


Kekuewa Kikiloi
 The photo above, and its caption came from Flickr.

Some researchers posit that the manamana, the upright stones, figure into ritual.  Some may mark the rising and setting of stars and planets, and/or be part of ritual involving intergenerational transference of mana.  Iʻll leave it to those better informed than I to mull and discuss further.

Itʻs thought that because Mokumanamana is bisected by Ke Alanui Polohiwa a Kāne, the island is geographically positioned to be, was, and is, a place of great ritual importance.  




How the kiʻi pōhaku (stone images) were incorporated into ritual, or who or what they represent, remain shrouded in mystery.  I understand that they are unique to the island.
And if we believe everything we read, or find on the internet, well...
https://www.nps.gov/articles/archeology-of-the-mystery-islands.htm

Whoever wrote the bolded line is woefully uninformed.  Of course the sun is directly overhead Ke Alanui Polohiwa a Kāne only on the Summer Solstice.  Then it travels south and is directly overhead Ke Alanui Polohiwa a Kanaloa (Tropic of Capricorn, 23.5 degrees South Latitude) on the Winter Solstice.  And I hope we donʻt need to point out the misspelling on the last line of the quote.  Auē...
That does it for today...
As always, with aloha,
BobbyC
maniniowali@gmail.com

24 May 2020

Sunday, May 24, 2020. For Your Viewing Pleasure and Edification: Hawaiian Language

Brilliant and excellent!!!

Language of a Nation, Episode 1:  Birth of a Literate Nation.  

Journey through the rise of literacy through education and the Hawaiian language newspapers in the Hawaiian Kingdom.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=zD1xmjbv548



Language of a Nation, Episode 2:  The rise of Hawaiian diplomacy and a bilingual society.

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=39QdOVqQNSE

Sunday, May 24, 2020. Aswirl in tangential thoughts

I know.  I know that as we age, a single day becomes a smaller and smaller fraction of our time alive.  And that makes it seem that time goes by faster and faster.  But still...how have we arrived near the end of May?  So "quickly"?

Itʻs a chill drizzly morning up here.   The weathers change dramatically.  A week ago CC and I enjoyed a socially distant alfresco takeout Korean BBQ lunch on the deck of a home belonging to long-time friends.  This was at the subdivision adjacent to the golf course up here.  We last-minute "borrowed" the deck, and had a grand time, aided and abetted by the glorious weather:  low humidity, intensely blue nearly cloudless sky, and hot...I got a little sunburned, but it felt sooooo good.  That deep sun-baked warmth after a day spent in the sun...memories of countless days at Maniniʻōwali in the 70s and 80s, before it got "discovered" after a road was bulldozed to provide access...

Back in those halcyon days...the 70s and 80s...the sands of Maniniʻōwali held only our footprints, and those of fisherfolk, or those visiting via sailboat for an hour or two.  The waters there, of Kua Bay, still sparkled when summercalm, or surged and boomed when winter surf was up.  



"The lovely blue of sky and the sapphire of ocean", a favorite line from "Haole Hula" composed by R. Alex Anderson in 1927.  Though as seen above, the sky is a lovely blue, and a thin line denotes the sapphire of kai hohonu, the deep ocean, that particular shade of turquoisey Maniniʻōwali Blue is my bestest favorite.  The sea is crystal and a few to several feet deep, the sand almost blindingly white...thatʻs it...

And on days when the waves merely lap the shore, calmer than depicted above, and itʻs you and a few friends playing, the word Palanehe seems fitting.  In the Andrews Dictionary of 1865:  

PA-LA-NE-HE
vPala and nehe, to rustle. To be gentle; to be soft and careful in doing a thing; to move softly, without noise.
"Palanehe" was shared by a friend, who had a friend share it with him...describing the soft rustle of seeds shaken by trades, in pods of Lysimachia mauritiana.

This plant, according to some, has an inoa ʻōlelo Hawaiʻi, a Hawaiian name, of "kolokolo kahakai", creeping at the shore.  To some minds, kinda basic, and not at all as poetic, methinks, as palanehe.

When ripe and dry, the pods open, and winds shake them, rustling and releasing seeds.  I love the evocativeness of "palanehe", and how, if one isnʻt intimately engaged with the plant, weʻd never know the shake and rustle.  


We name things, hopefully, based on our experiences of them, their traits, or perhaps in commemoration of an event.  Native Hawaiians recognized similarities of relationships as well as differences, and named plants, other things, and phenomena accordingly.  So "palanehe", for our native, and uncommon Lysimachia mauritiana, seems entirely fitting.
As fitting, perhaps, as Pūhāhonu, as a name for the volcano and its remnant Gardner Pinnacles, up there in Papahānaumokuākea.  Howʻs THAT for a segue?
Note to Readers:  when writing these things, my mind is often aswirl in thoughts, tangential or not.  I start typing (thanks Ma for strongly suggesting to Honokaʻa School that a typing class with Mr Capellas was more appropriate than Shop for me.  How I remember the electric IBM Selectric, and my little electric Smith Corona.  But I digress...) I start typing without outline or plan, just a bunch of ideas and notes.
Last week, for a couple days, I was consumed by news of Pūhāhonu.  A BIG volcano, bigger than our Maunaloa, made the news after publication of a paper about it.
I had never heard of Pūhāhonu, but HAD heard of Gardner Pinnacles.  So there I went, phone calling, and emailing, and perhaps texting too, a number of friends and acquaintances to see what I could learn about this "new" thing.
In short (Iʻll TRY to be short, but we know how THAT sometimes goes), Papahānaumokuākea Marine National Monument is huge, and comprised mostly of Pacific waters above and surrounding remnants of volcanoes, part of Ka Pae ʻĀina Hawaiʻi, the Hawaiian archipelago.  The northernmost remnant is variously named Hōlanikū, Moku Pāpapa, or Kure Atoll.  Names are complicated.

This is when Ocean Island (yet another name for Kure) went to become Moku Papapa, a document from the State Archives, shared with me by Larry Kimura.



A thought:  Back in the old days, centuries ago, somebody from Kauaʻi might sail north and find something:  land, reef, shoal.  Theyʻd likely give it a name as a reference point.  Maybe somebody from Kaʻū or elsewhere would sail north, and do the same thing, but come back, of course, with a different name.  Repeat, repeat, repeat.  Maybe throw in the waʻa arriving from the south making landfall UpThere.  We end up with communities with varying names for the same places or things.  Culture and society evolves, and places UpThere become imbued with a Special Ritual Specialness.  They may become kapu.  Places for aliʻi ritual practices.  Places like Ke Alanui Polohiwa a Kāne, the Tropic of Cancer at 23.5 degrees north latitude, the northernmost reach of the sun, which passes through Mokumanamana (Necker Island).
GoLook the National Oceanic and Atmospheric Administration (NOAA) chart (map) #19007

https://www.charts.noaa.gov/ChartCatalog/PacificIslands.html

Select, as above, the sub-region PI3.  Donʻt be annoyed at the "Hawaiʻian" spelling.  Itʻs usually an AutoCorrect spelling thing.  Search for Chart No. 19007

Hereʻs a portion.  Mokumanamana (Necker) is just at 23.5 degrees N...


Soundings (all those numbers) are in Fathoms (6 feet).

Ritual...Mokumanamana at the time of Ke Alanui Polohiwa a Kāne, the summer solstice.  And other islands, islets, reefs, shoals, etc., also held ritual significance.

Hereʻs a list of names of features in Ka Pae ʻĀina Hawaiʻi , from Bishop Museum, shared with me by Puakea.  It was compiled by Kaiʻaikawaha in 1835 at Lahainaluna.


Names, a dizzying array, some familiar, some not, from one tradition.

Then in the journal Hūlili, v6 in 2010, a similar list from Kekuewa Kikiloi, who has done extensive research in the region.  Hāʻena is perhaps an older name for Mokumanamana.


https://scholarspace.manoa.hawaii.edu/bitstream/10125/101211/Kikiloi_Scott_r.pdf

His dissertation is one to read, re-read, study, ponder, etc...

Going back...in Ka Hoku o ka Pakipika, November 28, 1861 is a reference to Onuiki and Onunui (ʻŌnūiki and ʻŌnūnui), as well as Nihoa and (Ka)mokumanamana...



The ʻŌnū names, for Gardner Pinnacles (remember them?) are seen on the map below on the Papahānaumokuākea website, along with many of the 1835 names.


And then, the map below, courtesy of John Smith at UH Mānoa, an author of the Pūhāhonu paper.  Itʻs of Pūhāhonu, a name given by the Hawaiian Language Lexicon Committee in the late 90s.  Pūhāhonu is also called Nā ʻŌnū, or Gardner Pinnacles, or ?????  Because this image resulted from undersea mapping, the black blebs indicate "No Data Gathered".  Above-water remnants.  Compare with the image above.


From a list shared with me by Larry Kimura...

PŪHĀHONU - (Gardner Pinnacles)  These isolated two islands  and various rock outcroppings, the farthest west of the lava  islands, and which seems to appear unexpectedly at sea,  reminds one of a turtle coming up for air, emerging with its  back and top of its head above the surface.  It has been  observed that although turtles are rarely seen on the main  islands, they can be seen resting on a crevice or shelf at Pūhāhonu - the surfacing of a turtle for air.

A similar iteration was published in the 3rd Edition of the Atlas of Hawaiʻi in 1998.  Iʻm adding it here Tuesday morning, 052620, after locating it yesterday, so we might have various sources in one place.


Said list was generated in the mid-90s:

Take a walk around the room, sip some tea...  

My thoughts:  Places in remote regions of Ka Pae ʻĀina Hawaiʻi were infrequently visited.  Numbers of names were given to the same place(s).  The places are mentioned in ancient chants and traditions, in logs, journals, and exploration notes of travelers, both kamaʻāina and malihini, and often the names are different.  What Larry said above is that research was conducted, and it was found that (often) different sources and traditions gave different names for the same place or feature.  The Lexicon Committee decided to come up with a new (neutral) list of names, Pūhāhonu being one of them.  The authors of the Pūhāhonu paper, after consulting with Native Hawaiian cultural sources, chose to refer to the entire massive volcano, not just The Pinnacles, as Pūhāhonu, the image below is in their paper.

Those of us who like things sorted tidily into proper boxes or stacks are disoriented when being tidy and organized doesnʻt fit into the scheme of things; of the works of others.

I enjoy the wondering, the learning.  Although it sometimes makes me crazy or unsettled, not infrequently there are no set answers or outcomes.  Iʻm learning that thatʻs OK.  Learning the different names encourages expansive thinking.  There is no one singular answer.  And perhaps that adds to mystery and reinforces the fact that there exists many different traditions and schools of thought:

ʻAʻohe pau ka ʻike i ka hālau hoʻokāhi

All knowledge is not taught in the same school
One can learn from many sources
ʻŌlelo Noʻeau #203, collected by Mary Kawena Pukui

And yes, this Dispatch has been all over the place.  Itʻs not boxed and tied with a pretty bow.  There are dangling threads and missing pieces, and things that donʻt make sense, to us, at the moment.  All the more reason to continue to explore!

Thereʻll be other posts related to this.  Burning questions may be sent to me via email or phone or snail mail...

As always, with aloha.  Be Well, Wear a Mask, No Get Crazy...

BobbyC
maniniowali@gmail.com

12 May 2020

Tuesday, May 12, 2020. Lōʻihi quaking

As per usual, time management seems to be beyond my ken.  Juggle juggle juggle faster Faster FASTER...  Then we take a breath... The warmth of Kauwela, the summer season, is here, along with bloomings and pollenings and sneezings.  Trades breeze through, carrying fat puffs of cumulus, the sodden winter ground dries out a bit, and here we be.

Yesterday I made time to chat with a longtime friend, to catch up on our respective busynesses.  She was having a series of PTSD moments after watching ʻōlaʻi pop up repeatedly on her Earthquake Alert Device.  Those of us here near the piko of Kīlauea or down in Puna ma kai, in or near Keahialaka, often get excited at news of shakings, feeling shakings, or even the hale making its warm-up cool-down noises.  And "Excited" not in a good way.  The Three Months (May, June, July 2018) is indelibly seared...

So.  In my (I hope) calm and reassuring voice, I explained...GoLook the HVO Seismic page.  Address as shown below, then Click on "Seismic" under the "y" in Observatory...


And then look... Those readers whoʻve been with me from TheBeginning will remember:



Yesterday, the orange cluster at the bottom right were all red dots.  Spooky-inducing red dots.  Theyʻre all at Lōʻihi, our still growing, 20 miles offshore, 3,000 feet deep volcano.

These screenshots are from earlier this morning.  

We are able to Search Alert Archives at

https://volcanoes.usgs.gov/vhp/archive_search.html

and find



The above Info Statement is about the red/orange/yellow/white (in order of age, with red the most recent) upper cluster of ʻōlaʻi, earthquakes, near Pāhala...



On the Seismic page, you can fiddle with different Filters to gain an understanding of what might be up (or down!).  As we see above, the Pāhala cluster are mostly all deeper than 20km (12.5 miles).  There was a Volcano Watch article about them last October:

VW: 10/10/19: Why do so many deep earthquakes happen around Pāhala?

Hypotheses, but no definitive answers...Mostly because itʻs impossible to travel miles-deep into the earth to see for ourselves, this kind of research is done remotely, using instruments, formulas, computer programs, etc.

Yesterday, there was a...Flurry??? Swarm??? [I vote flurry...shorter duration at the moment]... at Lōʻihi:



Shallower (all less than 20km or 12.5mi deep)... maybe Pele is moving inside, probing, exploring, causing pōhaku to crack and break.  But...Iʻm not a seismologist.  We await word from HVO from those who are.  

And if we write longer than expected, the InBox provides.  Please use your newly acquired "Search Alert Archives" skill for the full Info Statement, a portion screenshot-ed below, about the earthquake swarm...so much for my vote :)




OK then...Those whoʻve known me awhile know that among MANY other things, Iʻm a fan of place names.  Researching, musing, wondering...What do they all mean???  Most of the time, since I didnʻt name a feature, and wasnʻt around when it was named, when asked what it means, I reply "I have no idea..." An honest answer.

But.  In the case of Lōʻihi, we DO have an idea.  And better, we have documentation.  If my memory serves, Don Swanson, formerly at HVO, many years ago shared a bit about the documentation with me.  Thatʻs all I needed to dig deeper.

Pacific Science, v9 n3  Scroll down till you see No 3, and the article "Submarine Topography South of Hawaii", published in 1955.

Now of course this is documentation of a modern, some say haole, name for the seamount under discussion.  Weʻll get to a traditional name shortly.

VERY briefly summarizing from PacSci:

Kenneth Emery (not to be confused with the famed Kenneth Emory of Bishop Museum), who worked in the Department of Geology at the University of Southern California, being a curious fellow, got funding to conduct ~800 miles of sounding traverses aboard the USS Patapsco from June 29 - July 2, 1954 off the SE coast of the Island of Hawaiʻi.




Might be kinda hard to decipher, but the regular lines depicted above are the traverses.  This project was meant to systematically gather info/data regarding seafloor topography.  Then scientists wouldnʻt have to rely on random reports of the seafloor from ships passing in the night (or day for that matter).

Emery and crew found five features of interest:


And, at a time not necessarily know for its attention to details of Hawaiian culture, remarkably, Emery consulted with Mrs. Mary K. Pukui and Mrs. Martha Hohu at the Bishop Museum, as well as Dr. Gordon A. Macdonald, then Director of the Hawaiian Volcano Observatory to come up with names for these "new" features".

He apparently described the physical characteristics of the seamounts, and the generous ladies at the Museum provided names in ʻōlelo Hawaiʻi consistent with the forms of those features.

"Hohonu" was named because it was "deep as a pit or well, the deep sea", as indicated above, at 11,478 feet below the ʻilikai (the surface of the sea).  The others, below, were also apparently named for their attributes.


So Lōʻihi, as itʻs known today, simply means "long".  Perhaps similar to the "long" in Maunaloa...   Current orthography for other names: ʻĀpuʻupuʻu and Pāpaʻu.

And then...And then time passes, tools improve, knowledge increases, discussions are had, research is conducted, and...

CD: Puka Kamaʻehu  

Mrs. Pua Kanahele, Kumu Hula of Hālau o Kekuhi, translates this line,  "Keiki ʻehu kamaʻehu a Kanaloa" in a traditional chant, as "The reddish child, the reddish child of Kanaloa (the elemental whose kuleana is the ocean).  That chant can be found in Ka Nupepa Kuokoa, published in Honolulu, November 8, 1862.  It was submitted by SWK Kekalohe of Kipahulu, Maui, on October 1, 1862.

If one has the capability to participate in various aspects of learning, we are sometimes able to discern meanings long-buried.  Not every one knows every thing.  Learning and understanding is a Kākou Thing.  All are able to contribute.

Shall we???  Kamaʻehu a Kanaloa, or simply Kamaʻehu, is so much more laden with tradition than "Long".

Time for a HoloSolo...

As always, with aloha,

BobbyC
maniniowali@gmail.com


10 May 2020

Sunday, May 10, 2020. Lā Makuahine

If itʻs not one thing...  I intended to post this earlier today, but even in these StayHome times, we get busy... I HAD to go walk today.  Working through managing nūnī realities, and trying really hard to practice, as Ma always said, Paciencia!!!  Patience!!!  And gremlins struck my computer router yesterday, messing up WiFi.  THAT got resolved thanks to FAT (and a different piece of hardware).  And I decided, last minute, to make ginger sauce for chicken. And, and, and...

So.  On this Lā Makuahine, Motherʻs Day, we remember, we reflect, we share, we reimagine, during these times the importance and impact of parents and their parenting (today, Ma...) on our lives.  

Pinterest:  The Language of Flowers

Ma was born in Paʻauhau, Daddy in Kalōpā.  When he was courting her (in the olden days 70+ years ago), he often showed up with armloads of yellow carnations.  Fragrant yellow carnations that he grew.  Growing things back then was something most did.  Food or flowers, gardens were places rich in tradition, multi-ethnic cultures, and beauty.  Gramma Camara had the best small hot-pink carnations, redolent of clove.  I loved them.  And she had little white pompom dahlias.  Why and how we remember these things are a mystery, but theyʻre mysteries that bring us great pleasure.

And too, thereʻs food.  Below are my scribbled...not even recipes...reminders from Ma of How To...

How you make Vinha Dʻalhos, our Portuguese pickled and boiled and roasted meat.  If you look in recipe books, youʻll find other ingredients, but, back then, neva get.  So it was simple.  Make the marinade, 2 parts vinegar, 1 part water, stir in the salt to dissolve, smash and peel garlic cloves (how much you want), and chop small, nīoi, Hawaiian chilla peppa.  I use 4 or 5 or...  Soak chunks of meat for a couple days in the big yellow Pyrex bowl on the counter, then boil for half hour, drain, and roast for 45 minutes or so.


The pickles are Potagee Pickle Onions (cebolas)...  Pack onions in jars (with bell pepper and chile pepper if you like).  Boil vinegar, water and salt.  Pour while hot and fill the jars.  Cover, leave on counter for a couple days, turning upside down a couple times a day, then put in icebox.

As with other foods, everybody has a special, favorite recipe or way of making.  ALL are good...

And maybe the lowest of low-tech photography these days...put old pic-cha on desk, take photo of pic-cha with not-so-low-tech iPhone, and put on blog...


Berlinda and Boy at the Waipiʻo Lookout, August 3, 2003.

As always, with aloha,

BobbyC
maniniowali@gmail.com

01 May 2020

Friday, May 1, 2020. Lei Day is here...already?!

Blustery trades continue along with fast-moving clouds.  Sun shines most of the time, and right now birds seem to be hunkered down too.  Theyʻre pretty quiet this morning.  But friends and I manage to chatter; catching up, offering reassurances, making pointed observations.  Itʻs really good to know that so far, all of my family, friends, and acquaintances are well, and I pray that yours are too.

One fun thing about these musings is that I hear from folks out of the blue.  Thanking me, commenting, and offering insight and encouragement.  When I press "Publish", off these words go into the ether.  Iʻve no idea who reads them, or even if theyʻre read.  But thatʻs beside the point.  I do this because...it occupies some of my time, because I hope that it helps inform and maybe distract from quotidien concerns, but too, I love sharing bits of what Iʻve learned over the decades from my many generous mentors.  Learning and passing along knowledge...Thatʻs it...

And here we are on Lei Day.

Of course this Lei Day, like all other days in these times, is...different physically, but the emotions of making, gifting, wearing lei remain.  Iʻll be sharing a number of evocative photos from The Past.  And they shall not include the purple dendrobium from Thailand or other SE Asian places.  Those lei are shipped via air, premade, prepackaged, pre... they show up in big boxes at the LA Flower Mart and many many other places throughout the country. 



Theyʻre used as an accessory, and Iʻd wager that most, whether giving or receiving, are clueless about the origin of their purple lei, much less the rich history of lei in Hawaiʻi and the Pacific.  And the immensely sad thing is that those lei haole are here too.  Uniform, handed out at meetings to speakers, to presenters, to whomever.  Sad.  Gone are the carnation farms on Maunalani Heights, the pikake of Kāhala and Puakō, rare are the ʻākulikuli and Chinese Lily of Waimea.  Even our beloved maile is increasingly hard to come by.  

Here a lei maile lau liʻiliʻi, a tiny-leafed variety from Kauaʻi, gifted by km...




Weʻve seen an inferior species, not as fragrant, flown in from Rarotonga, and more recently, imitation lei maile ingeniously fashioned from lāʻī (ti leaves). Good for creativity, but Auē for the lack of favorites.  But such is economics, commercialism, and the trivialization of Hawaiʻi Nei and her cultures.  I pray mightily that These Times serve as a wake up call.  

OK.  Having vented, now for the pretties... memory-prodding evocative pictures, our windows into a past getting dimmer with each passing day.  We remember.   What follows is a random assortment of Those Times...Lots of stories go with the photos, but for today, simple musings...

Marie McDonald must be acknowledged here.  Marie died at 92, in August 2019. She and her daughter Roen were extremely influential in the world of lei.  Roen and her friend Joyce Jacobsen taught me and many others leimaking in the old styles of wili, hili, haku, hīpuʻu, hilo, etc., during workshops at UH Mānoa in the early 70s.


Damon Tucker... photo by her daughter, Roen Hufford
Marie instigated the assembly of two books about lei and lei making:  Ka Lei and Nā Lei Makamae.  If youʻre interested in this topic, you wonʻt be disappointed.  I am ever grateful.

OK, Bob, letʻs move along...in no particular order...

Lei puakenikeni.  The Ten Cent flower, because itʻs said thatʻs what each pua cost before.  The flowers open ivory, next day theyʻre yellow, then the third day dark gold.  Kāneʻohe on Oʻahu get plenny puakenikeni, but so does Hilo.  It likes the wet.

From Sig this morning with Lei Day greetings:



And years ago for my lā hānau at our hula ʻauana Mākuanani class with Kumu Nālani, again, a SigSpecial...



Lei hulu (feather lei) have been cherished for centuries.  Today theyʻre made of natural pheasant or rooster feathers, or dyed duck, goose, etc... This, a dyed lei hulu kāmoe, where the hulu lie flat or asleep.



Below, a lei hulu wili poepoe, with hulu curved outward.  I saw this one at Lyman Museum in Hilo, perhaps of ʻōʻō, now extinct. Small bundles of feathers are tied to a central cordage core..



An ʻuo, a bundle of yellow ʻōʻō and red-orange ʻiʻiwi from Bishop Museum.  These were used to fashion both lei as well as capes and cloaks.  See the tie-end of the lei above?  It has ʻiʻiwi too. The color of the pāʻū ʻiʻiwi (ʻiʻiwi skirt) likely symbolizes the aliʻi and their mana.  Feathers are oh so small, and it appears that this ʻuo might be fastened with a strip of maiʻa (banana) trunk fiber.



The manu from which the yellow, rarest, hulu were obtained, from Bishop Museum.  First the mamo, the rarest of all.  The solid yellow ahuʻula (cloak) of Kamehameha is made of mamo.



And ʻōʻō.  A bit less rich in color; more lemony. Though itʻs often said that birds were caught, two feathers plucked and the bird released, we can see that hulu are found in clumps.  And there are references that the birds were sometimes eaten.


For those without access to precious and cherished lei hulu, we might use our endemic kaunaʻoa to perhaps emulate hulu.  A delicate parasitic vine often found growing on pōhuehue (beach morning glory), it eventually kills its host and withers, but there always seems to be some popping up adjacent.  


On the coast of Kona ʻAkau, hot, sometimes windy, and with often infrequent rain, it thrives.


And even in the wilds of areas adjacent to Washington DC, I found a closely related species!



Lei kaunaʻoa as above are twisted, much as lei lāʻī are made, in the hilo style, using a single material.

Below, also a one species lei, in the style hili, braided, using palaʻā.  Lei palapalai are fashioned this way too.



And too, the stems of lau kukui can be carefully and precisely braided.




Or we can haku, compose by braiding a lei with two or more materials...
Below is braided lāʻī with lau kukui and lauaʻe inserted, for a lei lio, a lei for a horse, most often used in parades, such as during Kamehameha Day or Aloha Week.


Another lei haku, this one more reserved and delicate, using folded lau kukui and lau koa, braided into lāʻī.



Related to koa, but with lau that are more slender and sometimes with a purplish cast are lau koaia, the green lei below made as a lei hili koaia, next to two strands of lei kui ʻaʻaliʻi.  Both by Kaleinohea.  ʻAʻaliʻi pods strung, as we fashion lei plumeria, though lei kui ʻaʻaliʻi are WAY more time consuming, though of course that adds to their preciousness.



And Sig designed a lei hoaka print I fancied, and of course had to find a lei to go with...



Sometimes wahine want an adornment for their hair, rather than a full lei.  A short kūpeʻe, more properly perhaps a bracelet or an anklet, but here a headlet, crafted of braided lāʻī, lauaʻe (the leaf-like fern), moa (the bumpy stems), and sweet buds of tiare. Mmmmm.



Or maybe a lei for their pāpale.  These from Roen, braided palapalai with pansies, etc.




Might be kinda hard to discern, sitting as it is on a tray on the basin in the bathroom, but a lei haku with silvery lau paʻiniu, an endemic lily found up here in rain forest, palapalai, and the blues of pōpōhau, hydrangea, a favorite here in Volcano.



Alert ones will recognize this dazzler from a few posts ago.  Lāʻī twisted hilo style then inserting pua kokio, a nearly extinct relative of hibiscus from Kona ʻAkau, cultivated by friends in their yard.


You know, sometimes people freak out...I need one lei!  No moʻ!  What I goinʻ do???  Ummm... Hows about make with what get?  Look around and be creative.  You can get kolomona from the shrubs in the pasture, roses from the ramshackle old homestead, liko from ʻōhiʻa trees, and if string is lacking, try some ʻilihau (hau fiber), or some kikuyu grass runners.  GoTry!




If all get are lilla bit pua hala pepe from the tree in the yard, kui (string) them!



Or if you really stuck and get milo trees, go pick up the fallen-down wilted flowers and string them!  Might be nice...



With a little more planning, go find cultivated endemic ʻōhai and kui them. Your favorite singer might surprise you with the serendipity of wearing an ʻōhai print!  Ahhhh...


Something that demands advance planning... lei hala.  Lots of work, blisters, calluses, but Uncle Roy Benham was among the best at cutting and designing lei hala...yellow are common; but the locations of pūhala (hala trees) with keys of reds and oranges are closely held secrets.



Whew!  Getting carried away... Letʻs close with a lei pretty much anybody can make.  All you need is a string of some sort.  My go-to is ʻilihau, though others use nylon, raffia, cotton string, yarn, a skinny piece of sheet, whatever...  Oh.  And the flowers.  Kou.  Theyʻre unscented, but because I love their orange ruffles, theyʻre beauties.  And kou is both native and a Polynesian introduction.  Itʻs been widely planted because it grows quickly and fulfills landscape-with-native-plants requirements.  But seed pods are dangerously spherical.  Be careful!


Flickr:  David Eickhoff
Pick up freshly fallen flowers in early morning.  Then string.  Thatʻs it!  Oh...Unless youʻre someplace and the flowers are abused by wind, lava, and foraging birds.  Then you get to pick them from the tree and pinch off the green part...




I know, I know...Bananas.  At the beach.  But we werenʻt fishing...

I love a parade!!!



Below:  me with kou, HK with lei kukui...



Post-Parading... We miss Naiʻa...



Go.  Make.  Lei.  Give away, wear.  Put good energy into them.  Donʻt try to save them for tomorrow, or be concerned that the weathers will wilt them.  Bestow them with aloha.  Enjoy and appreciate them in the moment, understanding the time, energy, patience, and love that are part of their creation.  Donʻt put them in the trash.  Let them return to the earth.

As always, with aloha,

BobbyC
maniniowali@gmail.com