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Aloha! Yesterday we woke up to sunny skies, birds chirping and the perfect weather for cutting grass. So, that's just what I did. No tractor yet. I just mowed the immediate lawn around the house with the little Craftsman. Good thing I had that inkling. It was my window of opportunity. Who knows when we'll get another totally dry day. Today it's raining torrentially, coming down in sheets as you can see from the photo. It's a great day to nap, or to update a blog.
We found the most amazing Thai restaurant the other day. It was recommended by two locals who referred to it as "Tina's Place." That's not actually what it's called. I don't recall the official name. Something like Garden Fresh. I know where it is though and plan to return soon. Anyway, Tina, the owner and cook, prepares each dish fresh as you order it. Nothing is cooked in advance. It takes a little longer to get your meal but it is absolutely worth the wait. Unbelievable!! We actually approached her on a reasonably slow afternoon and told her we wanted a soup and a salad. She prepared each just for us. Neither of the items we ate were on the menu. Both were fabulous. It's a BYOB place, so while she was cooking, we strolled down the block to the grocery store to pick up a couple of brews. Our total bill for two came to just under $22 for the best island-influenced Thai food I've ever had. On top of that, we had enough to take home for a light dinner later that evening.
My friend Alice in the old home town of Gunnison tells me that the Gunnison Country Times won all sorts of awards at the Colorado Press Association a couple of weeks ago. Those guys ROCK! Ya oughta check out that little paper. It's darned impressive for a small town rag.
More pictures are coming soon. We've been hearing some big surf warnings for our side of the island over the past few days, so I'll try to get down to the beach to capture some crashing waves. Until next time, Alo-o-o-ha!

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