KauaiEclectic

It was a good morning for sleeping in, and Koko and I did, lulled by the rain that started at 4 p.m. yesterday and continued on through the ...

Koko and I spent some time outside last night, the air still, balmy and perfumed with mock orange; the sky new moon-dark and packed so tight...

Stellar, stunning and spectacular would not be superlatives in describing what Koko and I experienced this morning as we walked beneath a sk...

My friend Lee Roversi, a North Shore farmer, is so inspired by Barack Obama that she has put together a political event called "The Roc...

I went walking on the bike path this morning because a friend wanted to, although I wasn’t thrilled, as it meant excluding Koko. We took the...

One of the things I really like about living on Kauai, and having a car with no AC that forces me to roll the windows down, is driving along...

The moon, whittled down to a wedge, but still bright enough to illuminate the darkness of its whole, was directly overhead, not far from Ori...

Breaks in the clouds were few and fleeting, occasionally allowing the half moon to glow, a few stars to sparkle, when Koko and I went walkin...

You’d think I’d learn. I always go into the campaign season with optimism, thinking this time, surely, things will be different, things will...

We’re coming down to the wire here on the primary, and I got to thinking of how the past plays such a prominent role in the mayoral campaign...

I just went through a rather intense 24-hour period that began Wednesday night when I got home to find emails advising me a warrant had been...

Something set the roosters off about midnight and they never really quieted down after that, and then rats started running around on the roo...

The day started with a fiery red smear on the eastern horizon that slowly spread upward, and as it did, its intensity diminished, until the ...

OK, get out your chili pepper water, your A-1 sauce or your other favorite condiment. Because it’s time to eat some crow — and not the Alala...

It was hard to sleep with all the light from that gorgeous harvest moon, which I watched rise amid towering pink cumulus clouds at Fuji Beac...

The stars were holding forth, having briefly reclaimed the sky upon the setting of the bright and bulbous moon, when Koko and I set out walk...

The growing moon shone like a ghost orb through thick layers of quilted clouds, then disappeared behind the mountains, leaving the world in ...

Sometimes I’m amazed by the workings of my own internal clock, which seems to get Koko and me up and out at the most opportune times, like t...

I don’t know what it is about 3:30 a.m. — a clairvoyant friend calls it “the spirit hour” — but I nearly always wake at that time, usually f...

As Koko and I were walking back from the beach, we encountered two roosters fighting in the middle of the path, kicking up a lot of dust as ...