Seasonal

And summer has arrived;
just like that, torrential rains
cease, a blazing sun streams down
to the great relief of pineapples
aching to convert starch to sugar,
sweeten and lighten their load,
prickly customers snapped free
from bending stalks;

Giant papayas ripen before the eyes,
bottoms waxing golden signalling
time to gather up before Mejiros’
delicate beaks tap in to suck
the sweet nectar, breaking way
for fruit fly infestation;

Pamplemousse hang heavy on boughs
only recently pruned, year-round
providers if one can wait long
enough after picking for ripening
before yielding up the sweetest
of citrus delights;

The entire yard exudes varieties
of gardenia; Paklan, clove and shower
trees rounding out an olfactory palate
with lavender, oregano and rosemary
undertones, stroll by scented Ixora,
banana shrub, citrus blossoms popping
in a garden of earthly delights;

Meanwhile off we trudge, dogs
in tow, down into Pololu Valley, end
of the road under ten minutes from
our gates, steep bony trail descending
into Ironwoods flanking black lava rock
and sand beach, flowing runoff stream
meandering from lush verdant forest
into boundless turquoise sea.
“Common Gardenia,” which is anything but!

Pink Shower Tree blossomingScented Ixora

Tropical delights: pineapple and a ripening Pamplemousse
We don’t have hummingbirds here, but the tiny Mejiro is a nectar feeder

No papaya under nine inches today!

The incomparable Pololu

~ all photosΒ Β©Bela Johnson

20 thoughts on “Seasonal

    1. Godyes. The really do have the life. Always something, walkies, ball tossing, bike walkies … Had forgotten just how active pups can be. Our old dogs were a whole other thing! Too lucky, this one 😊

    1. Haha, well, that particular danger is up front and center these days. Though we live hours from her. I gladly accept the risk of being in wild places, however. Makes life rich and full. Aloha, Colette, be well! πŸŒˆπŸ’•πŸŒΊ

    1. Last year I saved three of them from drowning in the birdbath. First and only time that’s ever happened, not sure what was going on with their breed at that time. They are almost weightless they’re so small, like a hummingbird but puffier πŸ˜‰ And I can say this because I’ve seen them all wet and bedraggled, and once I toweled them off and put them in the sunlight to dry, they puff themselves out when they’re out of shock and fly away. So, so tiny! ❀️😘😊

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