Friday, January 15, 2016
The Hawaii Blog
The other reason is that I found it impossible to capture what I was experiencing in a photo. Take for example the cloud forest where one of the coffee plantations was located. First, I couldn’t find a visual that looked as good as cloud forest sounds. The two words together evokes images of lush greenery, brilliant colored flowers surrounded by thick fog. What I saw was thick vegetation without the fog. Though it was a pretty amazing change after driving up the side of a volcano from the desert like area at the bottom. There was just black lava with tufts of silver grass.
A photograph can’t capture with the air feels like there. It is as close to perfect as I have ever felt. The breeze keeps it from feeling too warm and there is no need for much in the way of clothes. It is as if your whole body relaxes at being so comfortable.
The irony is that it is a different story if you live there. I met a teenage girl at one of the coffee plantations. During her spiel as she led the tour, she mentioned that she had been born and grown up on the big island. After the tour I brought up how nice it must be to be so comfortable all the time. To which she said, she’d like to go to mainland someplace where there were four seasons so she could wear winter clothes and Ugg boots.
After the coffee plantations tours, I get why Kona coffee is so expensive. It is picked and processed all by hand. Until I saw coffee growing on the trees, I never really thought much about where the beans came from. I certainly didn’t know that the coffee beans are the seeds inside the coffee cherries. The coffee cherries are red as the name implies. Once the seeds are released from the fruit (yes, coffee is a fruit), they go through being sorted and having the skin removed before they are roasted. After seeing all the steps that go to the final drink, I will forever view my morning cup a lot differently. I almost think I should swirl it around the cup the way people do with wine.
I tried taking selfies, but again it seemed so limited. Since I didn’t have a self stick, my face blotted out the background. Also, it couldn’t capture how much I liked sitting out on the patio with my breakfast and then later my computer. I had to keep reminding myself it was January.
A photograph of the grounds of the condo couldn’t capture the scent of the flowers or the feel of the grass that was like a bright green carpet.
The photo of the sunset did come close to capturing the moment when everything pauses there as the day transitions into evening.