October 10, 2005

Sunday Night

Pacific Breakers, at twilight Seaview Puna Big Island of Hawaii

Its early evening Sunday night, The Astros have won that amazing game that Woody was watching. Tiger Woods beat native son John Daly, to the moans heard round the subdivision...This is a town that lives for sport above all else. Razorback college football ("team just needs a bit of seasoning thats all", was the talk over coffee in tha parish hall this morning after services...) and even the women talk sports. Woody, the sports nut, is in heaven.

Attended church this morning. Enjoyed the service but I have some major misgivings about the church we are attending. Light on teaching, worship... the average age is 75, but I must say this, I had 20 people around me asking after me. I have never been in a church that looks after its members like this one. I love it. Even the retired Army nurse that we were to call if there were problems walked up introduced herself and said that she wasn't up to much nursing any more but she could talk us though anything. She had a smile that would disarm you and hands that trembled with Parkinsons. 40 years in the US Army, much of it stationed on the west coast and at Tripler Medical Center, Honolulu during Vietnam. She said that Major Doctor "just forgot how long it took HIM to learn to do things and to pay no mind to that, just see to that packing and it will do you both good to look after each other." I know that is right. Woody took great pride in explaining his technique to Nurse Lillian, old enough to be his Mom. She showed him some tricks and said "that it would get harder as things heal up just be careful and wash wash wash. Nurses these days dont scrub enough.".

I sat out on the screened in porch late this afternoon and watched the kitties roll in the sunbeams and warm up. Yes their fur is thicker and fluffier than I have ever seen it. How did our tropical kitties know to grow a winter coat? It was in the 90's until a few days ago... They dont have winter where they come from...Transported thousands of miles to this place of trees and leaves and squirels dancing in the fading sun amidst a bounty of acorns. Woody is inside where it is warm. I have a new pair of wooly sweats on and slippers and dont feel the cold yet...Its been getting down to near freezing at night. Soon it will be too cold to sit out here and do this. The insects are still singing and it reminds me of the night noise of the rain forest and takes me back to nights on the lanai with the cocqui frogs a singing....


Night time quiet brings traffic noise. I can hear the familiar sounds of 18 wheelers on the interstate several miles from here. The traffic whine was not realized when we bought here but it is a soft and pleasant sound. Again like the comforting sounds of the ocean a mile away, the same rise and fall of sounds. Its peaceful city noise from where I sit.

I will be answering some mail this evening and writing to my Mother, which I do several times a week. We have chosen to not have a land line phone and she cannot hear me nor I her on my cel phone. I have called her to no response, and I know that she cannot reach the phone most of the time because they are constantly turning her. So I write and that also provides a measure of control of content. No need for her to worry about stuff she has no control over.

Thank you one and all for your comments your support touches me profoundly. I feel like I have you all in my living room... Wish I could offer you a cup of tea along with the Journey o're My Wide Blue Seas...