The gardener as artist

17 11 2015

This is the first weekday morning in 40 weekdays that I didn’t hear a gentle knock on the front door signaling the arrival of the new, cheerful, smiling gardener. Instead, I am greeted by a light warm rain on the newly landscaped yard, a work of art completed yesterday.

Allow me to set the stage. My injured hand, from “overuse,” prevented me from tending plants as before. DH and I had the mature mango and avocado trees cut back, as we need to do every two or three years, because they are close to the house. That let in more sun, and then there fell a lot of rain. The best way to describe the resulting look was, we lived in a jungle.

I searched for a person to clean the yard—because as wise daughter says, “Hire the professional”—but I could not find anyone who was willing or who would show up way out here in the country. If the yard was already cleared of its jungle-y aspects, fine, perhaps someone could keep it trimmed. Word got out that I was looking, and two of my Hawaiian lady friends recommended their man.

They had good things to say. “Oh, he could probably do your yard in a day.” “He’s a hard worker.” “He works in the sun.” “Now he comes just once a month; that’s all that’s needed.” “Give me your number, and I’ll have him call you.” Great!

Hailama

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Enter Hailama, a sturdy Hawaiian from Kahana Valley, who said he would work every day “’til pau (finished),” that meant a 5-hour day, rain or shine. Touring our jungle, I attempted to describe the original garden plan, now obscured with the overgrowth, and Hailama asked, “What do you want to keep?” Ah, a new perspective!

We agreed to keep the mango, the avocado, and calamansi trees for the fruit they produce;  the vegetable-and-herb boxes; the red hibiscus for their petals used for Mexican jamaica tea; and the kou tree, ginger, and ti plants to make lei. We wanted to keep as much of DH’s native Hawaiian plant collection as possible.

One of the features of the land we mālama (care for) is that there is not much soil. Only rocks. A lot of rocks. We are near a stream, and some people think our street is where the stream used to be, because it lines up with a natural ocean channel. I think so, too. It turns out that Hailama loves to work with rocks, or pohaku in Hawaiian.

Mauka side yard has a new, curving rock border with a cascading variegated green/white/purple cover in front of a new red hibiscus hedge that will grown up like the mature hedge on the right against the wall. Upper left: breadfruit tree. Middle right: alahe‘e tree. Foreground: a sitting rock.

This garden path has a curving rock border with a cascading variegated veridian/lavender/purple cover in front of a new red hibiscus hedge that will grow up like the mature hedge in the middle background of the photo. Upper left: breadfruit tree. Middle right: alahe‘e tree. Foreground: one of the “sitting rocks.” Red ti leaf accents.

Starting at one corner and then proceeding to the next adjacent area, in a continuous flow, Hailama took advantage of a blank canvas to transform the garden. Every day brought a new surprise. For the most part, he worked with what was already on the property, relocating and rearranging the elements with new lines and shapes. In doing so, he made room for energy to flow freshly.

“What is your vision?” I asked. “I don’t know,” he shrugged. Looking up and moving his arms from above his head and down the sides of his body, he said, “Every day I ask God, and He helps me.”

Detail of garden path. After the mature hibiscus hedge (left) was trimmed to half its height, the tops were made into cuttings to form a new 25-foot-long hedge (top of photo).

Detail of garden path. After Hailama trimmed the mature hibiscus hedge (left) to half its height, so I could see the waterfall again from my studio window, he saved the tops and made cuttings to form a new 25-foot-long hedge (top of photo).

We started to have small discussions. He liked flowers. I liked food. “Do you like color?” he asked. “Yes, and pathways and focal points.” As he worked, Hailama began to re-grade the lot. He liked curves, where previously there were straight lines. In the way he used the rocks he dug up from the ground, the garden started to look zen. That I liked!

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Every rock is hand-picked, considered for its “face” and painstakingly set into the ground by hand. A row of the veridian-lavender-purple plants is on the lower terrace for a color repeat. Behind it is a row of white ginger that will eventually take hold; Hailama brought them from his own garden. In the background, Hailama trimmed the old panax hedge to a manageable height for maintenance.

 

Fronting the panax hedge in alternating plantings are flowering red and pink ginger and ti leaves of various colors. Upper right: raided veggie and herb beds. Foreground, ʻaeʻae ground cover around the base of the avocado tree.

Fronting the panax hedge in alternating plantings are flowering red and pink ginger and ti leaves of various colors. Upper right: raised veggie and herb beds. Foreground: ʻaeʻae ground cover around the base of the avocado tree. Hailama explained the rock borders will prevent a weed whacker from cutting the plants. He designed the new garden for ease of maintenance.

 

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View of the front entry from the street. Paths meander around the calamansi tree (foreground), sweet potato and aloe beds (middle ground), and the kou tree. The trees are pruned to resemble lollipops. You can see the windows of my second-story studio.

Weʻre looking forward to a carpet of green grass in the back. The brown lath will extend down from the deck. the "keepers" are the avocado tree, left, and the mango tree, at right.

We’re looking forward to a carpet of green grass in the back. DH went to buy grass seed today. The brown lath will extend down from the deck for a nicer backdrop for the border of colorful ti. The “keepers” are the avocado tree, left, and the mango tree, at right.

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Curving steps

Hailama took great pride and pleasure in designing the curving steps to the mango tree. One of the large rocks is a piece of coral that he found while digging the surface. The steps leading to the banana are also coral!

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Coral rocks found on site

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One of several sitting stones

The rest of the story is that ours is the first property that Hailama has completely re-landscaped. He said, joyfully, “I am making this garden as if it is my own! This is the best one I’ve done!” Indeed, it is Hailama’s Garden. What a beautiful, extraordinary labor of love. The creatures love it. We love it. Our visitors will love it. Hailama is our angel, our new friend, and DH and I are so blessed and so very thankful! Mahalo piha, a hui hou, mālama pono!

(Copyright 2015 Rebekah Luke)





My images of Monet’s Garden at Giverny

7 11 2015

By now you have heard me rave about Monet’s Garden at Giverny that I visited in October as part of an organized cruise on the Seine River. You will understand why when you see the images in my photos. I was very inspired by the colors, reflections, and scents. I came home to my Hawaii studio anxious to create a garden of my own to paint. Thanks to the gardeners and hail to all artists! Please enjoy my album. ~ Rebekah

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Hakka Cousins

20 09 2015

These are some of my first cousins. Our mothers were sisters. Cousin Millie organized a table for 10 at last night’s Tsung Tsin Association dinner in Honolulu. About 120 people attended. The club perpetuates Hakka Chinese culture. Though of Hakka origins, my cousins and I live as third generation Americans in Hawaii and don’t speak Hakka, though our Tsya Po (grandmother) did. The annual event helps to remind us of our roots. Pictured below, from left: Millie Lui, Audry Helen Kim, Kwong Yen Lum, Eileen Lovelace, and me—Rebekah Luke. Photo by Marty Watts.20150920-082401.jpg





Essence of Honokaʻa

5 09 2015

For me, Honokaʻa is a place for healing, the feeling of being whole. We all need healing every day. I went there again a week ago, and these images are the essence of my time there. Can you feel the love?

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Copyright 2015 Rebekah Luke





Ask and allow

31 08 2015

I didn’t know spiritual guru Dr. Wayne W. Dyer passed over on the 29th, when I was in Honokaa for a relaxing weekend. I was exploring the town’s main street and came across a boutique with a secondhand books section in the back. Bookstores are great, especially since most have closed shop, deferring to books online. Sometimes I will wish for the perfect book to present itself, and it does. This was one of those times.

The store organized its books in broad subject categories, but not by author or title, so I quickly scanned the shelves. I spotted Ask and It Is Given: Learning to Manifest Your Desires by Esther Hicks and Jerry Hicks, that is about the Universal Law of Attraction. I had watched a video and listened to some recordings years ago but had not read any of the transcriptions of the channeled messages, such as were in this volume, so I bought the book and pored over it, finished reading it, and hoped I could retain the recipe for joy. Wayne Dyer wrote the Foreword. He wrote:

You’re about to see and experience a whole new world changing right before your eyes. This is a world created by a Source Energy that wants you to reconnect to it and live a life of joyful well-being.

I felt my copy of Ask and It Is Given should stay in Honokaa. The Honokaa area, for me, is a place for healing, where I go to feel whole. I left it with my host as a timely gift of appreciation.

Only when I reached home from vacation a few hours ago did I catch up with the news that Wayne Dyer passed. RIP and many thanks. ~ Rebekah





Homesick for Italy

3 08 2015

Cousin Verdine who lives on Maui knocked on the studio door yesterday for a surprise visit. I havenʻt see her since we traveled to Italy together—at least thatʻs my recollection; and this morning Susie, who is going to Italy to paint soon, asked for some travel tips. She is going to some of the same places DH and I went to. That led me to point her to my travel blog, Popo Goes To Italy.

I was reminded that the first reason I keep a blog is I write for myself. It is a way for me to document my experiences, and then read about them later, if I wish. Case in point: I had forgotten all the lovely details about Italy, until I just read about them again. Oh, how I miss Italy!

At Up and Down Caffē bar in Arco Felice, Campania.

At Up and Down Caffē bar in Arco Felice, Campania.





Cruise ship vacation on the love boat

10 06 2015
The humongous Crown Princess, our vacation base for a week

Our vacation base for a week — the Crown Princess at the dock in Seattle.

Our family traveled from Hawaii, Montana, Oregon, California, and Italy last week to reunite on a cruise of the Alaska Inside Passage. The trip marked our kids’ return to the U.S. after three years abroad and to celebrate the golden wedding anniversary of our son-in-law’s parents.

While grateful for a good reason to make the trip — the reunion, I am still trying to wrap my head around the big-ship cruise culture. So much to digest.

We spent seven days on the Crown Princess, sailing from Seattle to Juneau, Skagway, Glacier Bay, Ketchikan, Victoria, and back to Seattle.

The ports of call included cute towns that we opted to explore on our own and on foot. (Passengers had the option of buying commercial tour packages to flight see, ride a train, go fishing, whale watch, etc.)

DH and I chose the walking trails above Juneau, a museum docent tour of historical Skagway, and discovering the Totem Heritage Center in Ketchikan at the end of a salmon creek. These outings were our speed. They didn’t cost any extra money, except for the delicious seafood lunches in town on those days ashore, and we were able to get away from the maddening crowd.

(You see, four other similar cruise ships were on the stern of the Crown Princess and followed us into every port. 3,000+ passengers times 5 ships . . . you do the math!)

Hiking trail above Juneau

Hiking trail above Juneau

Ketchikan

Colorful houses of Ketchikan

Unpainted totem poles carved by Natives in the 19th century and now preserved by the Totem Heritage Center in Ketchikan

Unpainted totem poles carved by Natives in the 19th century and preserved by the Totem Heritage Center in Ketchikan

The scenic highlight, of course, was Glacier Bay with huge, icy flows to the sea. Imagine seeing and hearing the face of a blue-colored glacier calve (break off into the water as the moving glacier pushes toward sea level). It is exciting!

Marjerie Glacier

Marjerie Glacier

Now, now I realize, a cruise ship is a place destination in itself. It is a floating hotel with more than 3,000 guests plus crew! Nineteen decks! The array of on-board amenities and services is vast!

Beaucoup dining rooms/bars/lounges/restaurants/night clubs. Add a library, Internet café, full-service spa, exercise room, swimming pools, hot tubs, sports deck, casino, child care, room service. Am I in Las Vegas? For those passengers who like to shop, there was constant hard-sell retailing that comes with the Princess experience.

A stand-up comedian and a magician performed in the theater. I liked the almost-daily presentations by natural science journalist Michael Modzelewski who is a gifted writer and story-teller. The ship’s entertainment team pronounced his name More-or-less-ski. 😉 I bought his book. In the afternoons and evenings we enjoyed live musical shows–jazz, pop, classical, country–all great acts. Wow.

All this and more; something for everyone on the love boat.

Copyright 2015 Rebekah Luke