This is my 700th post!

After accomplishing so much yesterday, today was very much a kick-back and take it easy day. Here's Harry enjoying himself. He found a stash of one dollar books at the Salvation Army store next to the fabric store that sucked me in between the farmer's market and lunch. Sitting on the lanai, reading a book is not a bad way to spend a day.

DH and I made a run to the nearest tiny town to pick up some milk and some teabags. The store we found was about20 square feet, with only one or two of any item on the shelves, multiple cases of beer stacked in the aisles, and cases of diapers on the back wall. I found two boxes of tea - Japanese green, not black, with dust on them. They were next to the single box of cornstarch, and the three cans of tomato soup. There was lots of beer and disposable dispers, though.

But down the road a way was the Punalu'u bakery. The fragrance of fresh-baked breads and pasteries was indecent. You know those cartoons where the dog smells the heavenly dinner and the aroma wafts him through the air by the nose? I was like that. Oh my sweet aunt Fanny that was divine! We loaded up, and I wolfed stiff down. Lilikoi are like toddler-fist-sized balls of perfectly fried dough with a passionfruit/guava glaze. They are also known as malasadas. I would call them dough gods! The coconut turnovers are to die for, and the Portugese sweet bread will put a good three pounds on my hips if I don't go swim all day today.

As we were headed back, we saw, off in the distance, where lava was pouring into the ocean and clouds of steam were rising in a white column to the clouds. It's right in the middle of the screen. Perhaps, if you enlarge, you can see it, too.

As I said, some knitting has been going on. I finished a scarf for Christmas. Dave Daniels hand-dyed this silk and merino sock yarn, and I did the ever so easy zig-zag pattern. On the flight over from the mainland, the flight attendant noticed my knitting and, as often happens with knitters, became best friends forever in about ten minutes.

Scarves like to enjoy life in the islands, too.

And here is our unit mascot - a tiny baby gecko about 2 inches long. We are discussing possible names for him. Any suggestions? I'll send a can of macadamia nuts for the best contribution.