(For those of you who noticed that I am wearing rubber boots and fleece socks in this picture and think that I am completely insane, I will tell you that the reason I hated hiking for my whole childhood was that I tended to hike in flipflops or tevas and I hate muddy feet, so I am not crazy, but perfectly comfortable and happy.)
We are very nearly back into the swing of things here so I promise this will be the last post where I shamelessly post vacation pics... On our very last day (as in, mere hours before we drove to the airport) we decided it would be a good idea to go for a hike. I had really wanted to take 5 for a beautiful (but somewhat short and spider-free) hike but weather and chaos had made it near impossible. So drove to the arboretum somewhere near Wailua, where all the flooding and rain-disaster stuff was going on, and climbed up into the mountains. It was a gorgeous, warm, sunny day, with no rain- hooray! We climbed uphill for close to an hour on a wide, fantastically spiderweb-free trail and saw birds, geckos, chickens, and scenic views all along the way. When we arrived at the top, much to my relief, there was a big grassy area with picnic tables and an amazing view of like a 100 mile radius. (For those of you who noticed that I am wearing rubber boots and fleece socks in this picture and think that I am completely insane, I will tell you that the reason I hated hiking for my whole childhood was that I tended to hike in flipflops or tevas and I hate muddy feet, so I am not crazy, but perfectly comfortable and happy.) I got to let my back (and the rest of me) dry off and 5 got to run. And learn about cliffs. And how we don't run off of them. 5 found some super fun sticks and dirt and probably would have been okay just living there at the top of the mountain with sticks and dirt and leaves to throw over the cliff. His favorite thing lately is throwing. I tell you, it's not really my cup of tea, but he is awfully cute when he does it. Even when he's throwing something in my eye...
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We are, in fact, no longer in beautiful Hawai'i, we are safe and sound in our own unseasonably warm home. However, we are also wandering blindly in the fog of Jet Lag City, so let's just pretend we're going shelling today! My husband and his sister have many fond childhood memories of shelling at this "beach"- entire afternoons spent squatting near tide pools looking for the perfect tiny cowrie while listening to the sound of their necks and shoulders slowly scorching... The trails they used to take down had disappeared, but we were able to find this only partially imagined trail after some searching. As a borderline fabric/fiber hoarder, I have to be very careful to not let any other collections take root, so I am not a sheller. After a few minutes of walking around and enjoying the view, I wised up and let Fred introduce 5 to shelling while I documented it. 5 mostly enjoyed the wetter aspects of shelling. He was also way into the delicious salty flavors. The smoother areas were quite nice for those of us who tend to let gravity get the best of us. It was a lovely day!
Happy Wednesday from my family to yours!
I'll be here again on Monday (after quite a bit of traveling!) Yes, even in tropical paradises, my mind is never far away from fabric. My husband grew up visiting Kauai with his family (his grandparents first came when you still had to take a boat!) and they would all get custom handmade aloha shirts made at the Kapaia Stitchery in Lihue. When Fred and I honeymooned here, we had such a fun time picking out fabric for Fred's new aloha shirt- they had a file with his measurements going back quite a few years. Of course, we also had to bring home some yardage... They have an incredible collection of batiks from Bali, imported Japanese and other Asian fabrics, as well as gorgeous Hawaiian prints and bark cloth and upholstery fabrics. They have some other miscellaneous fabric too, but it's all about the Asian imports and Hawaiian beauties for me. They do all kinds of "stitching" too (imagine that, at a stitchery!) breathtaking Hawaiian applique quilts, aloha shirts, beautiful garments of all types, as well as kits to help you make many of those things for yourselves! I loooove Hawaiian quilts. Unfortunately, I am all too aware that I would never ever make one myself. Someday I will just have to buy one and admire someone else's hard work. I forgot to photograph the fabric I bought, but as you can see from this picture, it was kind of overwhelming for us...
We spent a lovely day at a little, out-of-the-way beach, where 5 learned about sand castles! More specifically, how Mom can build them... and 5 can destroy them! Aah, the intoxicating rush of power! It was a bit too windy to swim, so we had to entertain ourselves purely in the sand. It didn't taste quite as good as he remembered...
As we were running away from the rain the other day, driving ever westward to find some slice of sunny dryness, I realized I had passed a milestone. I've been writing here in this space for a whole year. And when we did finally find a nice, dry beach, and got all settled in and comfy, finally ridding ourselves of the pervasive dampness that we had been consumed by, Fred realized it was perfect kite weather and I immediately grabbed the camera. My two boys flying a kite, filled with unbridled joy (and occasionally abject horror when the kite got too close) and I was snapping away, thinking about white balance, composition, and Five's best angles. Which is certainly not to say that I am such a great, or even entirely proficient, photographer. I merely find it illustrative of what this journey has been for me. Spending time here and sharing with you, lovely friends, has motivated be to become a better photographer, to think more articulately about my own process, to really and truly appreciate every moment with my little family, and to better organize my life. Writing here has become such an integral part of my week and I always look forward to interacting with all of you wonderful readers and friends. Thank you for a wonderful year.
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My name is Ansley Knoch. I am the creator of Rispok, a line of accessories for big and little people made from repurposed materials. I live in Madison, Wisconsin with my husband, Fred, and our son, also Fred, better known as 5. Archives
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