Mo'o...


About four years ago. I attended an island burial council meeting on Moku o Keawe. The meeting was at the Kona Outdoor Circle building and was pretty well attended. As I was sitting towards the back of the room, and on the lanai. A normally reclusive day gecko scurried across the lanai and up my briefcase and down my arm and sat perched on my hand observing the proceedings. I looked at her pretty incredulously. Others around gave me funny looks. I don't know what it meant. But it was awesome...

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