Talk about exotic…
We have dragonfruit growing in our outdoor shower and we’re watching the young fruit ripen, daily.
What looks like this
Will eventually look like this
and then, this
The last time we had dragonfruit, the Bohemian and I were up til midnight handcrafting 70+ wedding invitations.
We’re keeping our eye on the prize, as this kind of kiwi-esque delicacy ripens while we wash our hair.
With so much activity swirling these last weeks, the Bohemian and I seek some stillness in the sunset hour.
I repot the orchid. He plants heirloom beets and scatters Calendula seeds everywhere in the garden.
There’s potato leek soup on the stove as the sun casts golden light on the bamboo.
Sigh…
The Bohemian and I leave Kauai and fly to Oahu for the day (an important appointment calls us there, more about our adventures in a future post).
Some may think of Hawaii as a group of islands, all pretty much the same. But each one has its own kind of feeling. Kauai is known as the “Garden Island”, where, supposedly, no building is taller than a coconut tree.
Oahu treated us so well. But it’s certainly a different sort of paradise.
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