In January 1998, we rescued two kittens that had been thrown from a moving car along Kahekili Highway near Kaneohe. We immediately turned around and headed for our vet’s office, in what was then called the Temple Valley Shopping Center. The kittens, both females, had been well cared for before being dumped out of the car, and we quickly named them Kili (for the Kahekili Highway) and Wally (for a set of Wallace silverware that we had been going to bid on at an auction that morning in Honolulu. Instead of the silverware, we arrived back home in Kaaawa with something (somethings?) much more valuable.
These kittens quickly became big parts of our lives.
This photo was taken later that year. I’m guessing it was probably mid-summer. I managed a selfie while Ms. Wally was helping me during an afternoon nap. As you can see, we were color coordinated.
They grew up to be mighty fine cats and lived long lives. We were all very lucky.
As I recall, I got this t-shirt during the period of the late-1990s when I was cooking with habanero peppers.
These are among the hottest of the hot peppers available, and I would dice a pepper and throw it my cooking. It made for hot pasta sauces, hot curries, hot stir fry meals. The problem was that, in retrospect, the peppers were really too hot for the way I was using them. They overpowered everything. Meda finally pulled the plug when she said she decided she could not eat certain of my concoctions.
So the habanero has been banished from the kitchen. Instead, we’re growing and harvesting those little local red peppers. I have to admit that I don’t know the name for this variety.
Note part of my former Hawaiian Treasure Craft collection in the background. Unfortunately, I discovered that the humid, salty air blowing in from the ocean attacked the plain brown glaze on most of the pieces. I finally gave my collection away to save it. That was a difficult decision.
With national news reporting on the potential for catastrophic failure of the Oroville Dam in northern California, other water projects in California are also getting increased attention.
One of those is the O’Shaughnessy Dam, at the center of the Hetch Hetchy Water Project.
The dam, built in the 1920s, transformed a beautiful valley into a reservoir that has delivered drinking water to San Francisco for nearly a century.
There was an extended political battle over the planned dam, but the need for water eventually won out. Protests continue today, with some advocating the removal of the dam and restoration of the valley.
My sister, who died in October 2016, worked as a training officer at Hetch Hetchy for nearly three decades.
I found a DVD among her papers and possessions containing five photographs of Hetch Hetchy Valley in about 1909, before it was flooded. They were copied from versions held by the Yosemite National Park Research Library.
Click on either photo to see a larger version.
And here’s what the same area looks like now.
May 2002 Photo by Daniel Mayer
It’s Throwback Thursday. And, perhaps, also a head start on Feline Friday.
There’s no date on the photo, but it’s easy to figure out. The kitten on my shoulder is the clue.
It was June or July of 1987. We had adopted a calico kitten the previous Christmas after she was rescued by my mother’s neighbor. Six months later, Meda had a bad case of kitten fever. We checked around at pet stores, and finally found one out on North King Street in Kalihi that had a litter. Into the car and off to Kalihi we went. And we came home with this little one. It was June 6, 1987.
She was a wonderful cat. But as a kitten, she turned out to have a good case of intestinal parasites, a bit of mange, and quickly ran up a vet bill. She’s still pretty small in this picture, so I’m pretty sure it was taken in June or July.
We were sitting at the old card table that served as our dining table when we lived in Tropic Gardens, a townhouse development on the mountain side of the freeway above Kahala Mall. That’s my trusty Mac Plus, purchased as soon as it was introduced just the year before. A few years later, I added a Laserwriter printer and started Hawaii Monitor, a monthly newsletter that I managed to publish for about three years before being offered a reporting job at the Honolulu Star-Bulletin.
Kua died of congestive heart failure in July 1998. It was way too early to lose her. You can read more about her and see a few more photos here.