Kauai is exquisite.
There is no place on earth to see pastels like the tropics.
When I am in Kauai i never forget, for even a second when I am sleeping, that i am in a place that is liminal.
I dont know what Kaua’i means in Hawaiian but it means “In between” to me.
I fell in love with the lava fields. They fight a war on all fronts with the Sky & the wind, the ocean herself, the mountains and the unseen magma beneath. The fields are at the transition. They are transition. Still and in motion.
You cant look directly at a lava field. They are ineffable and un-possessable even by man, even by turtle. Even by the whales, who remember everything.