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I promised Nico that I would take him to the beach. So we left Kunia and headed for Haleiwa on the North shore. The traffic was bad and I could not pull over to take photos so I just stuck my camera in the window as I drove along and snapped. This is us heading into Haleiwa town.
Nico kept watch on the weather out his side of the window on the right of the car. “Grandma it’s not raining on my side, it’s only raining on yours” he said with hopes that it would be clear when we arrived at the beach.
We passed the Golden arches of McDonald’s which was arch-less due to the towns prohibiting them from putting it up so that the fast food joint would not look out of style with the town. That was the only way they would allow the restaurant to open.
Then we arrived at the beach. The sun was shining above so Nico and I made it down to the Sand. I did not take my camera down there so use your imagination. I did not want to take the chance that I would get sand in it.
Now Nico was only to walk and collect shells on the beach so I did not bring him a change of cloths and towel. But he begged to just put his feet in the water. My reason for not wanting to take him into the water was, 10 years ago with my son;s boy, Alex we went to the beach when he was just a year old. The water was calm while we let the waves role up and lap around our feet. A rouge wave came up and I had no option but to life Alex up and while in my arms turn my back on the wave so as to not let it hit him in the face. It lifted us both up as I held on to him and just dropped us flat on my rear end. I’ve had a messed up back since then.
I am so afraid of it happening to me with Nico I just won’t take him in. I have to go to a beach where there is no wave action. But this beach does have waves. Well anyway. Nico decide to just jump in the air while we are wading and lands flat into the water and is now all wet.
So I had to let him play in the san in hopes that the sun would dry him off so we could go home. As luck would have it the cloud from my side of the car caught up with us and it rained.
Trudging up the beach with a very unhappy Nico, we headed for the car.
I took one last photo of the boat harbor before the clouds burst and off we went
And this was one of the houses on the raod. The only thing that would make Nico happy was to know that he was going to get a treat. I took him to Zippy’ in Wahiawa, bought him a cream puff and lunch. Of course Lunch was to be eaten first . This was implemented after much arguing.
And here is Nico in the restaurant happily waiting for his macaroni and Cheese while he colored. Thank goodness it rained on both sides of the car on the way home or I would have had him arguing to get back to the beach again.
Martha Stewart Does Not Have A Monopoly On A “Good Thing”
I had been in a hurry to get to the festival that morning. I quickly had a cup of coffee and off I drove. If this was a true festival I knew there would be lots of food to buy so I wasn’t going to waste time eating breakfast.
The very first thing that they offered were, free samples of Poi. Of course. What would a Taro Festival be without poi? I picked up a sample and was tempted to just stay there and eat each one but not wanting to look like a glutton I moved on.
As I started to move through the crowd I noticed a tent full of plants. I can’t help but check out plants where ever I go. I love gardening but lately with taking care of the new puppy all my plants are suffering as I have not even been able to water them. But I could not help myself so I went over to the tent to see what their offerings were.
It was filled with indigenous plants of Hawaii. I was delighted. I have been reading about the state trying to encourage planting Hawaiian plants as they are much better for the environment and grow well, of course, in our weather conditions. I’ve slowly been adding them to the garden but they can be quite expensive so I have not bought to many of them.
But here at this festival they were quite reasonable. So I picked up a few stocks of sugar cane. This is quite a weedy looking plant when full grown but I thought it would look nice as a nice tall grass if I can find the right spot in the garden. Of course my garden is so overgrown there never is the right spot. But none the less I was optimistic.
I also picked up a Hilieʻe or Hawaiian White Plumbago commonly know as White Lead-wort. I was ecstatic when the plant seller offered me a free Hawaiian Ginger plant too. So this was turning out to be a great morning. I asked her to hold on to the plants until I was finished walking around. She secured them in the back of her tent and off I went. Here is a site to go to if you would like to see what the White Plumbago looks like Native Plants Hawaii – Viewing Plant : Plumbago zeylanica.
After taking in all the flowers I found a food booth. I chose the fresh Ono (fish) otherwise known as Wahoo. The fish was fried in a cornmeal batter. It was accompanied by a very good salad with homemade Pesto dressing.
After I picked up my plate lunch I went and sat under the entertainment tent. Usually I don’t like to go where ever music is playing in a public place. It seems that the groups always compensate for whatever they are lacking in talent by turning up the speakers to loud.
But this group, called Kupaʻaina, were such a pleasant, well blending and entertaining group. They sang many of the old Hawaiian songs that I enjoy. It was a wonderful way to enjoy a meal.
I had been at the festival for almost four hours. Reluctently I had to start to head home. My daughter had given me the morning off from taking care of the puppy. But as they say all good things must come to an end. I picked up my plants and started to head back to the car.
Yes, I must say that my morning had definitely been a good thing.