Oahu has 16 petroleum pipe lines. One stretches over the road to THE BOAT landing at Barber’s Point near Kapolei. It is painted bright blue, perhaps to help it fade into the sky? No chance. It is there arching over the road and disappearing into the greenery — but the real eye sore is from whence it comes …
Here the patch of ugliness starts. Just beyond this is razor wire and barren dirt/rocks (sorry that photo didn’t turn out well). Of course, this site is deep in the guts of the business district and little more can be expected, right. This is about profit and the tourists don’t hang out here, but Actually, much has been done to beautify the area — which is why this little section sticks out so.
I am missing all of you and I am sorry if you are missing me. We’ve come to the last two days of school and I am so busy I can’t see straight. I am expecting to be short on time through Monday, at the very least, but hope to do some catching up on the weekend. (Saturday is the church car wash. Sunday is a gathering with friends. Monday the car has a doctor’s appointment which means I drive it into town and stay there ALL day.)
This road leads to my home. No, I do not live in that glass and metal monstrosity uglying (Is that a word? If it’s not, it should be!) up our neighborhood. It is at least 18 stories high and sits in our wonderful wild valley like a city cousin wearing her finery. We live in a lovely condo village just to the left of the road.
Follow the road to the bus near the end. Consider the size of the bus, the size of the tower, and the size of the mountain that backs our valley. This photo ISN’T from the bottom up. The ocean ia a full mile down the road in the direction you cannot see.
This photo was taken just a bit further down the road, and from the other side. I took it seconds before stepping into the brush and photographing the cactus. The “scrub” trees were looking over are actually 10 to 12 feet tall. The grooves in the mountain were cut by water run-off. When it rains they immediately become the Makaha Valley Waterfalls, unfortunately the clouds come down and make picture taking extremely difficult.
This is our more humble abode. We live on the top floor to the right. The branches and leaves you see at the top edge of the picture are attached to a mango tree.
And here is one of our neighbors lounging in the shade of the bougainvillea bush.
Do you suppose she is praying for her tasty, uhm, dearly departed mate?
Oops! OC, the scientist, says that this is likely a male Mantis.
He says he believes that the abdomen is too small for a female.
Do you suppose he’s looking for his mate for a little pre-dinner romp?
(One assumes he doesn’t know what’s on the menu.)
Layers of beauty. Layers of allegory. Layers of post.
(Ha! I’m dang proud of this, cliché or not!)
offer this photo as participation in both
Anna’s Project Blue
(blue sea & blue sky)
Jeremiah’s, From the Ground, Up.
(from the sand to the heavens)