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As weathers evolve...mornings, under a blanket of cloud, are warmish. A bit of rain, a bit of sun, winds here and there...Tilt goes updownup, Pelehonuamea continues her work, and all is as it should be. This morning in Keaʻau ma uka the sun gloriously shines, chill breezes blow, and we look forward...while remembering back...
We learned yesterday that Aunty Pat Bacon died on January 23, 2021. She wouldʻve turned 101 on February 10, 2021, just two days ago. Aunty Pat was the hānai daughter of Mary Kawena Pukui. Iʻll let you folks read, watch, learn, and remember... The passing of Kūpuna is met with great sadness, even as we remember their countless contributions and kindnesses.
The photos below, from HVO, are an amazement.
A long view...very painterly, hazy, and a bit mysterious. We were walking to Kūpinaʻi on Tuesday morning the 9th, and heard the helicopter take off with HVO staff. Happy that they did, and that they captured this spectacular west-looking image. Snowcapped Maunaloa rises to nearly 14,000 feet. The haziness is... polalauahi. Vog wafted hither and yon by lazy SEish breezes, at least on Tuesday was diffuse enough we couldnʻt smell sulphur.
Nearly the same angle as the blog header image, with that greenish wedge of Kapāpala pasture, though inversion-layer clouds abuilding hides Maunaloa. Head shaking with the wonder of it all.
A really good telephoto lens, on February 6, allowed very observant HVO staff to capture the finely delineated contours, as they described, much like a topographic map, of flow on flow on flow on the papa of the loko ahi... Lower left is a corner of the moku (no longer) lana au. The edge was 25ish feet tall on January 12, and Iʻd venture hasnʻt changed much in height since.
And we see the elevated "bathtub ring", hollow underneath, inviting additional incursions of pele. Details are many, and often subtle.
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