
This week’s Sunday Stills challenge theme is ‘Orange.’ See more responses here.
I thought I’d keep it simple with a sunset taken from the old Coastguard Station in North Kohala.

This week’s Sunday Stills challenge theme is ‘Orange.’ See more responses here.
I thought I’d keep it simple with a sunset taken from the old Coastguard Station in North Kohala.

In Hawaii, a pu’u is a hill. These are old cinder cones that dot the landscape from the coast to the top of Mauna Loa and Mauna Kea.
Along Old Saddle Road, the land and it’s pu’us are grass-covered. This pastureland is cattle, horse, and sheep country, with a lot of goats thrown in for good measure. The land is steep and and rough and the grass varied, but the rainfall is heavy enough that there’s a lot of it.
Old Saddle Road is one of my favorite drives on the island, particularly in the early morning (above) and late afternoon (below).
Posted in response to Friendly Friday challenge theme of ‘Splendour in the Grass.’ See more responses here.


Palm trees silhouetted against the setting sun.
Posted in response to Bushboy’s Last on the Card photo challenge for June. See more responses here.

This week’s Sunday Stills challenge theme is ‘Rise/Set.’ See more offerings here.
I decided to go with sunrise and sunset photos taken from more or less the same spot on Kawaihae harborside. Above, a man fishes from the end of the harbor breakwater around sunrise. Below, a fisherman seated on the shoreline at sunset, with the breakwater across the harbor in the background.


Looking down towards the South Kohala coast as the sun drops below a band of clouds, shortly before sunset.

The setting sun illuminates wispy clouds over Hualalai, as seen from the scrubby pasture lands alongside old Saddle Road.

This week’s Sunday Stills challenge theme is ‘Giving.’ See more offerings here.
I saw these fishermen early one morning, heading out from Kawaihae harbor, no doubt hoping that the ocean was in a giving mood.


This week’s Sunday Stills challenge theme is ‘Awakening.’ See more offerings here.
Around here, awakening is usually courtesy of the dawn chorus. That occurs when the birds themselves awaken and announce to the world that they made it through the night. Pretty much every bird species that lives within earshot takes part, but there are some standouts.
Roosters (above) are the traditional greeter of the new day and that’s true here, though it has to be noted that they’re equally likely to sound off at any time of the day or night. This neighborhood used to be rooster-free for several years. Then one wandered in from across the road and now there are several in the vicinity. One in particular keeps trying to make my yard part of its territory. I am resolved to prevent this.
Gray francolins (right) are smaller than roosters but might be even louder. Their call has a little wind up before soaring to full screech. It gets people’s attention at any time of day, but at 5:30 in the morning it’s more effective than mainlining caffeine.
The northern cardinal (below) is a smaller bird still but, from its typically high perch, its variety of powerfully-sung songs tend to ride over everything. But rest assured, the other birds contribute, from the red-billed leiothrix, to Japanese white-eyes, to an assortment of finches, they make sure that I’m up to greet the sunrise, whether I want to or not.
