It’s my husband’s fault. He played Iz’s version of “Somewhere Over the Rainbow” earlier and I can’t get it out of my head. What a beautiful rendition of the song! Iz is short for Israel Kamakawiwo’ole (comma-ka-viva-olay), the big Hawaiian guy who had a voice like an angel. When Iz died several years ago, due to complications from obesity, he was the first and only non-governmental person to lie in State at the Hawaiian capitol building. Beautiful, beautiful voice. Try some of the clips on Amazon and see what you think. 🙂 Haunting.

Lovely Hawaiian day today. Sunshine, tradewinds, not too hot. I just can’t explain this sky. It’s a color blue I don’t remember anywhere else. The trees are so green, the mountains green and imposing, the flowers bursting with color. Hawaii is amazing. I am in love with it, and my love means something to me because it wasn’t instant. I got rock fever within a month of arriving. Rock fever is that feeling you get that the island is closing in on you, that you can’t go far in any direction without seeing ocean, that you are limited to what is on this island. It’s silly, I guess, but it happens to a lot of folks who come here to live from other places. I cannot believe I ever wanted to return to cold and rainy Germany.

Okay, sorry, don’t mean to natter on, but today is a good Hawaii day for me. I love it and don’t ever want to leave. Just give me a chair and a book and a beach, and I’m happy.

Did not write today, though I swore to work through the weekend. Too many things going on today, including hubby’s necessary (snort!) trip to Comp USA. He bought a new wireless router and immediately came home and screwed up our internet connection. The man is a computer professional. This makes no sense to me. But, after a couple of hours, he got it fixed. I always freak over computer things. Don’t tell me I don’t have a connection, even if I don’t intend to use it right now. Because, damn, I may need it. Immediately. What if I have to look up the name of that singer who sung that song? You know, THAT song. Or find out why St. John’s Wort is called St. John’s Wort? Don’t cut me off from my font of knowledge!

Sheesh.