Showing posts with label Summer field trip. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Summer field trip. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 18, 2017

From the Lake House

A  L  O  H  A !
"Our world grows smaller, but 
it grows dearer and greater. 
Simple things have a 
new charm for us, and we 
suddenly realize that we 
have been renouncing 
all that is greatest
 and best, in our pursuit 
of some phantom.” 
     William George Jordan













“Just breathing can be 
such a luxury sometimes.” 
         Walter Kirn













“If you want to conquer
the anxiety of life, live 
in the moment, live
 in the breath.” 
    Amit Ray

Linking to
Our World Tuesday
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Thank YOU
Friend!
         Fondly, cloudia

Thursday, July 5, 2012

Google Play Books - Hawaii History

A  L  O  H  A !
King David Kalakaua
 of the Hawaiian Islands

  David Laamea Kamanakapuu Mahinulani Naloiaehuokalani Lumialani Kalakaua 

Ruled from February 12, 1874 until his death in 1891
His motto:
"Hooulu Lahui"
 "Let the Hawaiian Race Flourish"












 Hula  celebrating Kalakua
upon his 50th birthday jubilee
  Iolani Palace. 
November 1886 









 Contemporary Street Mural,
 Honolulu



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 There are TOO Many books.

Even I wrote one.

Clicking around your blogs
makes the reading
of one book,
hour after hour,
seem hopelessly
old fashioned.

BUT when I was a kid
my town of Philadelphia
seemed full of
Old Books,
hundred-year-old books
that crumbled
in your hand!

I spent lots of time
at Legendary
Leary's Book Store

" Leary's Old Book Store in Philadelphia,
  9 South 9th Street
around 1910. 
 When it was sold out at auction
 in 1969 
it was the oldest used book store 
in the U.S.
 Getting ready for the sale,
 a copy of the Dunlap first printing 
of the Declaration of Independence 
was discovered forgotten and neglected. 
It fetched over $400,000.00.
 Leary's was a great place 
to root around for old books - 
and to overhear the conversations
 of old book men.  "
Books Rare

 " The building consisted of three floors 
and a basement full of books. 
 On the third floor, an opening in the floor
 allowed a view of the mezzanine down below.
Additional books were placed outside
 on shelves on the Leary’s side of the
 [cobblestone! cloudia)
alleyway
 separating it from Gimbels Dept store.
Some provision was made
 to shelter the books
 and the readers
 in the alley way,
 but, most of the time, 
the books and browsers,
 suffered the inclemency of the
 outdoor Philadelphia weather.
Throughout the building, 
numerous used books were everywhere: 
on wall shelves and piled high on tables
 for readers to browse through. 
The policy of the bookstore
 was not to interfere 
with readers and browsers,
 but simply to direct customers
 to their areas of interest if asked. "

" Leary’s heyday
 was during the “Golden Age of Books,”
 a period during the 19th century 
and the first half of the 20th century 
when books were the key source
 of entertainment and enlightenment. "




 How I loved
to find treasures,
 and to read away
 a Summer's afternoon;


Back then,
those afternoons seemed
endless,
 lasting for DAYS!

Old books were cheap,
cheap enough for me to buy,
though I'm ashamed to admit
(all these decades later)
that I also
"borrowed" a few
from Leary's!


Burying myself
in old books
was my 
Safe Place.

Nowadays,
books seem expensive,
and there are
SO MANY
coming out!




Lately, though
I have discovered
a wonderful place
to recall the joy
of old books,
many of them
FOR FREE!

Today's Leary's is
Google Play.
At the top of the 
GOOGLE Page
one of the choices is
"PLAY."

There you may purchase,
read and watch/listen
to films, TV shows,
and Books!

Lots of the historic books
there are FREE!

Lately I have been lost
in Hawaii's past
as written in the 19th
and early 20th Centuries.

 Here is a first-person
(rather Blog-like)
account of 
Kalakaua at the
 opening ceremonies
 of the
 Kingdom's Legislature.
Note the racism
common to that day
in the grudging admiration-

(Tip: hold the Ctrl key
while you tap the + key
to make reading easier.

Holding Ctrl while tapping
the zero '0' key
brings screen back to
your normal setting.
Or click on the photo-copies. )

Published 1888









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From 1918
" One often hears"

Hawaii Past & Present
William Richards Castle



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Premature lament
for the passing
of "The Hawaiian"
Katherine Fullerton Gerould, 1916




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Their Future Honolulu - My Today
Would Kalakaua
recognize 
his capitol?

Now I understand
how my paradisaical
Home Town
came to be
as it is- 


from 1917:


Thanks for visiting!

                            Warmly, cloudia

Hear the Kalakaua March HERE

Tuesday, July 3, 2012

Oahu Mountains

A  L  O  H  A !

Take A Walk In The Country by Makaha Sons of Ni'ihau on Grooveshark

 Keahiakahoe (above)
[ kay - ah-hee - ahka - hoy ]
 is a 2,820 foot peak 
of Oahu's Ko`olau Mountains.
 Here, she presides over
 Kaneohe Town
on our windward side. 




Kaneohe Bay from Keahiakahoe

 
" One sees great things
 [mountains]
from the valley;
 only small things 
from the peak. "

Gilbert K. Chesterton
 







courtesy: theaircraft.net

A US Army air Corps B-17E
 arrived in Hawaii on 18 Dec 41,
 11 days after the attack on Pearl Harbor.  
It crashed into the cliffs of Mt. Keahiakahoe 
less than 4 months later on
 Easter Sunday, 5 April 1942.













 Sweet as Honolulu Town is,
in Summer some turn
their eyes to the mountains
above town, our
  ' Mauka'  side


[ Ocean, Kai
is the yin
to Mauka's yang:
' Makai. ' ]


Above is Punchbowl Crater,
home to a National Cemetery
where our military heroes are buried,
including President Obama's
grandfather (who gave young Barack a home)
Stanley Dunham,
a WWII Vet
( Like my Dad )















The mountains are close,
and rural Oahu 
is just beyond them.
( until we stupidly 
pave it over, that is! 
See it NOW )


" I long
 for rural and domestic 
scene,
 for the warbling of birds
 and the prattling
 of my children.  "

John Adams


















“ Keep close to Nature's heart...
and break clear away,
once in awhile,
  climb a mountain . . .
Wash your spirit 
clean. ”

 John Muir 




"- like an abandoned theater.
The play is finished,
but the echoes
remain. "

 Arbit Blatas


 Spooky.  Who, or what,
is in that window?

 " It is dismal coming home,
 when there is
 nobody 
to welcome one! "

  
    Ann Radcliffe,
 

Breathtaking pictures taken by a hiker on Keahiakahoe  HERE


Thanks for climbing by today!
Scrawl your
 "i was here"
in comments

                           Warmly, cloudia


Extreme Hiking on Oahu:

Friday, June 22, 2012

Punta Della Dogana

C I A O !     Welcome to 

Fantasy Venice !

The Royal Fireworks Music - Overture by Handel on Grooveshark































This dreamlike building,
 rising  from the waters of Venezia/Venice
is the Punta Della Dogana.
Built by Giuseppe Benoni
 between 1676 and 1682.











It is very old, and appears in many 
classic paintings. Here on a Monaco
postal stamp is reproduced a famous
work by Guardi that has been
copied many times















Back when Venice was a proud City State
her ships traded far and wide. 
 Great wealth flowed in to her
with the tides of history.
The Punta
 was for many centuries 
The old Customs House
( locals called it 'Dogana di Mare' )
where ships laden
 with the world's goods
paid their tolls to the
 masters of the City.
 Originally in the 14th century
 a watch tower was built here 
in order to prevent tax evasion.

Incidentally, 
the actual Punta della Dogana itself,

 is the wedge-shaped peninsular 
that the building sits on.
It is at the very entrance
  to the Grand Canal.

Above we approach it from the water
as countless mariners have.










  That is the goddess 
 FORTUNA
 serving as a weather vane
atop a gilded globe
upheld by two Atlases.
( Atlas- i ? ) 

There is much hard work
to bear about this globe of ours,
we all ride on the backs
or farmers, mechanics,
all workers.

But dame fortune
rides at the top of all.

With her weather vane
in the shape of a ship's sail
she knows
which way the winds of luck,
and of change
are going 
before any of us below.

Venice
was indeed crowned by fortune
for centuries.

Now
she is sinking.

Shopping malls
and Starbucks
are threatening to finally
push her
cherubic 
[ Fra Lippo Lippi and  Fra Angelico ]
curls
below the lagoon's
surface entirely.












 
Here's our playful gal,
or is she a cruel mistress?













Evening's descent 
makes even this place
look somehow more magical!













One of those numerous pictures of the pile.


Today the Punta is owned
 by French billionaire 

and serves as

The Center for Contemporary Art

" . . . As a center for contemporary art,
 the former customs house of the city 
presents a permanent exhibition of works
 from the François Pinault Collection,
 the institution who wanted and sponsered (sic)
the transition of this masterpiece of architecture,
 so emblematic to the city,
 from its eminently commercial function
 to port of contemporary art
 and ideal venue to share it with the world. "



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In science fiction
often there was a 'Magic Box'
that could tell,
or show the protagonist,
anything they needed 
to know.


Today we have that Magic Box,
it is called:
The World Wide Web.

Every day, YOU
my magical friends
show me wonders:
New York,
England's farm country,
a horse farm,
Kuala Lumpur, Ipoh,
Jerusalem, Perth,
Vancouver,
and Mumbai.

And yes,
your families,
your lives.

It is all magical 
and wonderful!

Occasionally
we see something
that 'sticks'
in our mind's eye.

We dream about it.

Somewhere, on a blog,
I saw this building;
And journeyed there
in my dreams.

This is my fantasy Summer
Road Trip,
across distance &
time.

Thanks for being my Virgil.
Thanks for riding along.
Magic Indeed!
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                 Warmly, cloudia