Two photos for the day, which has turned gray in Kaaawa.

First, a slightly different visual take on our early morning walk. I usually tend towards photos that show the expansive views from the ocean sweeping up towards the mountains. Today, as we walked along, I saw this view which emphasizes the cliffs at the front of Kaaawa Valley, and the glow of the rising sun on clouds around the point towards Kaneohe. The children on the beach help to provide perspective.

Just click on either photo to see a larger version.

And, below, the telltale stake at the corner of our yard, up at the top of the driveway. It’s the sign that a survey crew was here to do their job, part of the process of selling a home. And a sign that we’re rapidly running out of time in Kaaawa. The weekend has been spent packing the small stuff, the little things that transform a room into your own, the detritus of decades of life in one space. It’s odd to be taking down the set, so to speak. Before you know it, the house starts to lose its lived-in look and becomes, well, something less. Ready for new owners to fill it with their lives, I suppose.

And it starts with those stakes at the edges of the property.