This guy advertises that he finds lost wedding rings. I don't know how much he charges, but he sure brings dedication to his search. He and his metal detector were getting hammered by the waves this morning, but he absolutely refused to give up.
No reason for the flower photo except that they are in bloom all over the place right now and I liked the way the sun was shining through the petals.
Finally! Clear water has returned to the south Maui shores. I can't tell you how good it felt to be back in my element once again. Not only that, but we had a truly playful swim today. How could life possibly be any better? Click HERE for more photos from this morning's swim.
What you are seeing here is someone who is absolutely thrilled to be back in the ocean again. Surf has been big, the water has been murky with visibility down to three feet, so the probability of shark attack has been astronomically high. Anyone with any sense has kept out of the ocean (can you believe that I stayed out too?).
I might have been rushing it to get wet again. Even the fish haven't returned to the water yet, and the only turtle I saw was missing both its rear legs - I fear it will never walk again.
A giant Black Witch moth was perched above our garage door this morning. They are so big that I mistake them for bats when they are fluttering around at dusk. Legend says that they are harbingers of death, they are called Mariposa de la Muerte in Spanish, so I may not be much longer for this world. If only this were south Texas. There, if one perches above your door, you will win the lottery.
Moray Eels frighten me, but I wasn't the least bit intimidated by the two Snowflake Eels I saw on my ocean swim this morning. Then I discovered (via Wikipedia) that they are actually Snowflake Moray Eels. Hmmmm. Maybe I need to begin keeping a more respectful distance. They were both hunting on Seahorse turf, I hope the Seahorses are okay (I searched but couldn't find any).
Blennies love to hide tucked into hard coral. This guy felt secure enough to stay put when I took its photo this morning - often they quickly scoot away to the next coral head.
Who needs timelapse? I watched this starfish feeling its way along the bottom, kind of like me when I go to retrieve a piece of popcorn I've dropped on the floor at the movie theater. Yum, extra tasty.
Oh my aching head. A Gray Francolin likes to perch on the fence post outside my bedroom window in the morning and repeatedly screech its call. It sounds like a rusty swing going tee-tar . . . tee-tar . . . tee-tar . . . on and on but getting progressively louder with each swing. Please Stop. And now there are babies . . . nooooooo.
My pounding head did find some respite while I contemplated one of the Grand Wailea's many waterfalls this morning.
