...and his proper burial ceremony replete with banana casket.
Sometimes in the most unlikely of places, a voice of resistance reveals itself.
of sweet, tender, and those yet unknown.
Stay coming...
Makawao Style.
...as the sun sets.
Birth:
Restaurant delivery in Pa'ia.
Adolescence:
Cold winters in New York.
Chariot to two lovers across the country.
Surf-mobile in Malibu.
Mountain-mobile in Colorado.
First car to the ratoon child.
Maturity:
Comfort to the Patriarch.
And just moments from his unceremonious retirement -- chance made it be that he move on to his next life as a farm-mobile. Delivering vegetables rather than becoming one.
Nourishing his humans for 26 years and counting.
...done stopped rolling.
She's a Rainbow that found lush pastures to shine and share her light upon the Wild Horse therein.
Glasssssssss fo' days.
Golden Child.
Golden Sun.
Golden Love.
A friend mourns.
One of the kindest hearts I have been blessed to know.
May all the bright smiles you invoked light your way.
Safe journeys, dear love.
'Eo!
Forest's Orchards
L❤VE has wings.
Making space.
