Yearly Archives: 2012

I had been thinking for a few months that my kitty, Makana, was ready for a new feline pal. We were both traumatized when her sister was killed by the neighbor's dog last July, and more than one animal whisperer told me shortly thereafter that Makana didn't want another cat friend, at least not yet. That was about 10 months ago and while Makana is very independent, she is young (a year and a half) and still likes to play. Playing with me is not nearly as fun as when she and her sister, Hehoa played, although she likes when we stalk each other inside the house. To make a long story short, a friend came to visit from the mainland last weekend and when I happened to mention I was thinking about getting a kitten friend for Makana, the next thing I knew, we were at the Humane Society! I didn't [Read More...]

There was an article in the newspaper this morning about a crop of Thai basil growing on an 'Ewa farm that had to be destroyed because a pesticide not approved for the basil was found on it. It reminded me of the dilemma I have every time I shop at a farmers market or even Whole Foods - should I go with the organic produce grown in California (or China) or the more recently harvested and not organically grown local greenery. Ideally I would grow most of what I eat, fresh produce-wise, and I've actually made inroads towards that end. How totally cool is it to eat food I grew in my yard - apple bananas, coconuts, mangos (piries!), basil, arugula, swiss chard, various kinds of kale, tomatoes, hawaiian chili peppers and soon, with any luck, papayas! I am fortunate to have a yard in which to grow these things, not to [Read More...]

What an honor to have been included in a 'canoe pull' in an Indian canoe last week. Mostly, it was an adventure.   I woke up in Vancouver, B.C. the morning of the paddle to snow on the ground and a heavy gray sky, and wondered if we were really going to go. While I could have been talked out of it if no on else wanted to go (i.e., if saner minds prevailed), my hosts, who were members of various Northwest Coast Indian tribes, were more than happy to bring the canoe out from its winter hibernation and go for a paddle, or 'pull', as they call it. No matter that the temperature was barely above freezing. What I loved and appreciated most about the experience was learning the paddling protocol. We picked up Wes Nahanee at his home on the Squamish reserve in North Vancouver, where the canoe also lives [Read More...]