by Bela Johnson | Jul 31, 2018 | country living, lifestyle, musings, nature, Uncategorized
Small stones cobbled the backyard of the San Gabriel Mountains foothill home where I grew up, dappled by the light of pergola and wisteria overhead, flanking cascading waterfalls and the fishpond my father built outside my parents’ bedroom window; Yet it was...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 17, 2018 | Hawaii, lifestyle, nature, perspective, photography, Uncategorized
There are those who shun the wind, though I am not one of them. A desert dweller by birth, living in a subtropical environment has me gasping all too often for air, movement of energy, a yearning for fresh. Tonight we drove to the end of the road as is often the case...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 9, 2018 | Hawaii, lifestyle, nature, philosophy, Uncategorized
My own sadness pulls me inward, bringing tears but also fond and tender memories of another time, another place; sometimes it feels as though it was another life that guided me to those dense woods and sparkling waters of eastern Maine, a place I never thought to...
by Bela Johnson | Jul 2, 2018 | country living, Hawaii, lifestyle, nature, photography, Uncategorized
And summer has arrived; just like that, torrential rains cease, a blazing sun streams down to the great relief of pineapples aching to convert starch to sugar, sweeten and lighten their load, prickly customers snapped free from bending stalks; Giant papayas ripen...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 29, 2018 | Hawaii, inspiration, lifestyle, nature, perspective, Uncategorized
The drumbeat of water is the best sort of background noise, punctuated by birdsong and the occasional distracted glance at nimbostratus hovering in the distance, invitation to tease their own condensed element back to earth; And now here it comes, sideways slants...
by Bela Johnson | Jun 15, 2018 | Hawaii, lifestyle, nature, Uncategorized
There’s a sound in the house, a resonant thrum in the house we reside in, the home we created, a throb, a buzz, a tone which, when absent, defines utter silence; the nothingness present during times when power lines cease their humming, now the only competition with...
