Friday, March 20, 2009

Ha'iku Ho'olaule'a & Flower Festival

Joe is as much a part of the Pa'ia community as well....the community center. He spreads his own unique style of Aloha by blowing kisses or giving loving boxing jabs as he takes his daily run (always in flip-flops) along the Hana Highway. He tends the gardens at the Holy Rosary Church on Baldwin Ave and says he works for God and in his case, I'd say that's true. "I love you" he said as he moved on quickly after my paparazzi snap, "I love you too" I spontaneously said in return.....that's what Joe does, he moves people to love.

And talking of love there was a lot of that going around at the Ha'iku Ho'olaule'a & Flower Festival this past weekend. Great music inspired young and old to dance on the grass and enjoy the sun. It was a weekend of Kona weather so while Haiku was (for the most part) spared the showers......

.......earliey in the day I sat outside the gym not 20 miles away looking at this for 10 minutes, whilst waiting for a lull so I could start my work out with a mad dash!

The event is a fund raiser for Haiku School, the Boys and Girls Club of Maui and the Haiku Community Assn. It's a fabby array of locally talented artists from musicians to lei makers. I'm a bit of a closet fan of these types of events, the flowers and the jewelery always grab my attention (I'm such a girl) and I confess to dropping a tenner for a rather fetching necklace, a simple shell on a leather thong.  

Drink or transfusion? Well in this case the hole just had a straw popped in it and your thirst was officially quenched. However you see this phrase is brandied everywhere about this delicious liquid  "It's a natural isotonic beverage, with the same level of electrolytic balance as we have in our blood. It's the fluid of life, so to speak." In fact, during the Pacific War of 1941-45, both sides in the conflict regularly used coconut water - siphoned directly from the nut - to give emergency plasma transfusions to wounded soldiers." 
I believe it .....

I liked the sign more than the stick, so a little imagination required

Marty Dread doing his Marty Dread thing.

The Chicken & beef were cooking away on a huge tripod of a BBQ with the grill suspended by wire so it could be spun and cook evenly.

Cowboy Bill was ably assisted by his sidekick Ginger Spam, who I saw delivering food hot off the grill to hungry vendors. Nice Aloha, nice event, nice visor dude


Anonymous said...

That's a fascinating insight of everyday life on Maui. It did get me wondering though whether a lomi-lomi stick would do your Ma some good?
Perhaps anyone out there who's self-massaged with one can let me know!!!!

Mater x

Anonymous said...

Sorry Sharon but I have to correct you on a Freudian slip. The word is "bandied" not "brandied" but, if it's with cocoanut milk then maybe it's you that's right and not me!

Your bloody corrective mother!

Sharon said...

Mater: The stick is good but I know you and you'd lose interest after one go! Praps you should pick up a PT job as an editor to fulfill your correctors needs?!

Anonymous said...

It's taken me long enough to work out what "PT" means!!!! Now this is where an aging brain and the modern short-cut way of writing simply do not gel. No wonder I haven't a clue how to text nor even use a mobile phone. I even lose my cordless - it tends to get mixed up with all my zappers.

Mater x

Anonymous said...

Mater - are you sure there's an 'a' in the middle of coconut??

Anonymous said...

See, I only put that in to see if anyone caught me out!!!!!!!
(she lied).

Mater x

Tulsa Gentleman said...

Awright you two, break it up. Where you been Anne? I haven't seen you for days.