Last night we had a wonderful moonrise to enjoy. I thought about the song, Moon River, that Lois Ann Yamanaka used as the theme song for one of her novels (I forget which).
This a.m. there is no vog at all, for the first time in days. Our renter came over with her little cat, and we had breakfast on the deck. This is the view of Pu O o, one of the two volcanic vents, 25 miles away from here. I have never seen emissions of this volume coming from there. We hope that the strong trades remain to keep blowing most of that stuff out to sea.