Maybe by summer things will be back to normal. Today, my granddaughters, Jim and I are hunkered down at home because our schools have closed. It’s pelting rain. There’s a chill in the air that matches the anxious, solemn tone of anyone you meet or talk to on the phone. I also found out today from my doctor that I have an autoimmune condition called Sjögren’s disease. Good grief. Big sigh. To lift my spirits, I indulged by looking at Kauai pictures taken last May.
Here’s a sunny day. Escape and jump into the picture. Notice the white dots on the hill. Those would be the White Tern and Albatross. I have been looking forward to retirement in six years and daydreamed of travelling all over the place. One day, I hope to return to Kauai. It’s a magical place.
In a little dingy, our group of six explored the coves and caves in southwest Kauai. The bobbing made focusing the camera difficult. I caught this wave smashing into the cliff. It was an imposing sound. The wave dissipated into a spray that covered our faces and clung to our hair. Is it possible to wear the power of nature? We did that summer morning.