What to do on a rainy day in paradise

There's a typhoon blowing through to the north of us, and we're getting the trailing edges of the storm. DH and I took a nice walk down to the beach. It was 70 degrees and just misting a bit. I was in a sleeveless top and a light skirt. D"H had a rain shell and shorts.
How would you like this for a camping site?





Aren't these tiny dark orchids lovely? They're just roadside weeds.

More weeds. Can you believe these? Nine foot tall hibiscus plants. And the pointsettias run to the same scale.



Occasionally the menehunes, the Hawaiian spirits of mischief, get bored and start building things. Here's a simple little pile of stones that appeared on the beach overnight.


We went out for lunch and stopped at the local market to pick up some zip-seal containers to bring some bakery goods home. And there was this bit of beefcake. I asked if I could take his photo and he was bemused and embarassed but obligingly posed for me. DH told him, "You're picture is going on the internet and will be seen all over the world." "No way." the lad said, but we convinced him that yes, my friends in Australia and Maine and Massachutes and California would all see him. He laughed and strolled out. His pants were rather low slung and displayed a couple inches of dorsal clevege. When he left, the checker looked at me and giggled. I told her, "He's just lucky it's not Ass-watch Wednesday. He has a cute keester!" She laughed and laughed!