Haven't written here in over a year. I feel like I'm writing to myself.....maybe I am and I could just act naturally and share my secret self. Here on the Big Island on the lovely Hualalai, in a house in the trees, land sloping toward the ocean where the dolphins hunt all night, and they will swim in to Kealakeakua Bay in a few hours as the sun comes over the ridge and warms the mountainside. And I will roll down the hill to meet them. That's about all I have to say. Life is simple here, or maybe it's just beyond words like this.