I have been rather consumed by the tsunami and it's aftermath. It is all too close to home for those who live in Hawaii, particularly in Hilo!
Today, I had a break from the sadness and worry... two breaks really. The first came in the morning, when my ram, Elvis, got his head stuck in the horse bucket and ran out into the pasture until he could dislodge it. I really wish I had had my camera. He just tried to butt me, so I considered this payback - even though it means I need to go out there and get the bucket later.
The second was my daughter finding this video of one of our favorite local comedians, Frank DeLima:
We were so fortunate here, and this video pokes gentle fun about what we tend to buy when the tsunami comes, or the dock workers strike, or a hurricane heads our way.....
I can't help but transpose the images from Japan to here, and my heart is aching for them, not only because I can see the images on the news, but because my imagination puts our own past tsunami over our present town. It brings it home in a very deep way. I have heard the stories of the 1946 and 1960 earthquakes here from our kupuna, and it makes it more immediate.