Limu Hula

"We left the woods for a walk at the Muliwai," it was a message Sal wrote to her son. "We were in luck, and in awe. The ocean was doing hula with the limu. Beautiful."

"I think the hula was as well a deep lomi to the guts, gently but powerfully setting up release," Raven watched the car pull into the empty lot at the water's edge. He knew before they knew, but it was not a race to be correct. The black bird was simply noticing.