space heater.

lava tubes.
like poop chutes straight from nature's A*hole.
we got rad all up inside a couple of 'em, too.
neighbors,
we cruised across the whole island on a
major microclimate road trip,
and saw all kinds of fruits, waterfalls,
tide pools, and brackish water flash flood explosions.
a full day of driving and touring and seeing sights.
it's also totally flippin' freezing, too.
and the wind is helping activate a hard-style batch
of shivering timbers.
we saw mountains and sea-level slopes,
buttloads of waterfalls,
from a thousand feet up and away,
right up to the little steep-stepped chutes and ladders
of the semi-salty shark-infested snack attackholes.
yuuup.
it's so early in the woodsly goodness,
but it's barely even late in the tropical island world.
it all keeps happening,
and i keep being a part of it.
duders,
i am grateful for the time and the place and the peoples
i have been participating with;
never quiet, never soft.....