22 August 2008. Sparkling sun. Islander mom with two daughters in hair salon, their dark locks courtesy of Roratanga, Makatea, Gauguin. The Society Islands--as they should be, in something approaching a mumu, here on Solano, her heavy contraposto frame, bare arms, holding up a catalogue or magazine with brightly-colored haircut samples... "Like this..."
Middle of the night: red tail light gliding slowly down the street, great ship in search of a mooring. The guests from afar--Brooklyn, Las Vegas, LA--tired but radiant after long meander up the coast. Stopping somewhere for a picnic--tables outside, in Santa Barbara, by the sea...
Whirl of time, older and newer...and older again. Shegiyot mi yavin...
Love of the world...
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