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Hanalei taro field, one of 2,500 remaining nene: indigenous, flightless, threatened.Tonight’s pupus: taro chips.

On my hike, crawled through a hole to a cave which led to this “oasis” sinkhole.

Kalapaki Bay, Lihu’e. I watched Hawaiians paddling outrigger canoes.

Posted about a yellow Camaro in Paradise, and how I don’t give a toss about cars.

On the 13th day of Christmas, my true love went to work and I went to LAX where I’m waiting for a flight to Lihu’e.

Today’s temperatures are below -7F (-22C). It’s a good day to be inside, packing my large backpack.

Baroque music in a Catholic chapel. It took me some time to realize an old monk standing in an alcove was a statue.

Passed this truck at the end of my run. For some obscure reason, I found myself thinking of warm weather bicycling.

On our 3-lake walk today: kite skiers on Lake Calhoun, downtown Minneapolis in the background.

What dangerous windchill? My nephews had a blast. We also ran through the skyways of Minneapolis and St. Paul.

Circular street car on my walk today. The cold, dry snow squeaked under my feet.

Posted Urban Hike: Disputed Tracks. Mind the gap: Minnesota Highway 7 is down there.

Urban hike on fresh snow with a friend from the UK. We spent the day exploring postindustrial Nordeast Minneapolis.

A holiday card arrived in today’s mail from Xcel Energy (electric utility). OMG, I didn’t send them a card.

No corner left unfilled. Cookies made by my mother-in-law. Exuberant red and green frosting by my nephews.

Mailboxes on our tree.