Ephemeral Life...

I found this large black Carpenter bee dying on the sidewalk. Iʻm not sure what happened. He was very weak. Every time I touched him, he would try to fly but could hardly move. I think he was angry at me for touching him. He probably wanted to sting me but couldnʻt. So I stayed with him and watched him expire. I think it is good to pass from Earth with someone next to you. Not alone. I hope he appreciated that. I looked in his eyes as they reflected me and the clouds and sky. When he finally passed, I think his spirit soared and stung my spirit. It kind of hurt. But not too much. I was just happy to be alive...

...862, 863, 864, 867, 86...darn...1, 2, 3, 4, 5...

Emerging from my dark forgettable past...

Ancient Hawaiian god of war. Prayers connected with this major god include Kū-koliʻi, Kū-lawa, Kū-lewalewa, Kū-papaʻa, Kū-wā, Kū-wī...

Ancient game resembling checkers, played with pebbles placed in even lines on a stone or wood board called papa kōnane. Little white pieces of coral and black pebbles. It was said that King Kamehameha was an excellent player sometimes beating his opponent in one move. Early visitors noted that King Kamehameha would sit long hours playing the game. Some liken the strategy to chasing and cornering your enemy in battle. Some equate it to the Ilāmuku chasing down the chosen sacrificial victim. Now the puka remain silent. Filled with the life giving waters of Kāne. Reflecting the heavens...

One day it will be fun and exhilarating. I promise...

Trying very hard to get the perfect shot so she can remember for a lifetime...