Spring Planting

Last year I literally had my hands full with a new baby so putting in a garden was not so high on my priority list. But this year, couldn't wait to be done with the job and get planting! Harper and I planted yesterday and our bounty is soon to come: tomatoes (3 types), romaine lettuce and basil. I also planted sunflower seeds along the wall there (the 2 foot tall variety). Can't wait to eat lots of ceasar and caprese salads!


Aloha 'Oe Spreckelsville

On December 21, 1975, Mom, Jen and I moved to Maui from Oahu. I was 8, just about to turn 9 and Jen had just turned 13. That was 37 years ago. It was a whole new start for us three, a start to a wonderful life on Maui.

Sunrise on Christmas Day, 2012

That era is over now as Mom is moving on. She sold the house and is moving this week to a smaller place Upcountry. (Still Maui, just a different neighborhood.) It's a good move, filled with new beginnings and possibilities and opporunities. But it's also a big huge sad good-bye to an amazing home and so many memories. It's a hard good-bye too because there is so much Jen in that house and Jack and GrandmaJane too. I cried every day I was home over Christmas. Every day. I missed Jen so much because of course she would have come to have a last Christmas there too.

I have to keep reminding msyelf that mom is not leaving Maui, just Spreckelsville. But it will be different from now on, especially with new owners because who knows how different the house will become. 

I wrote down a bunch of memories of the house. One specific sound got me going on making a list. The sound of the squeak of the latch on the cabinet under the sink in mom's bathroom. It's made that same distinctive squeak for 37 years.

The ocean is a big part of mom's house. The house is not on the beach, but right near it (last house before the beach). You can be lulled by the sound of the waves, though it's not too loud. When the surf is big, then you can hear it really well.

Spreckelsville is under the departure path of the Kahului Airport (OGG) and I grew up listening to planes departing. There is the first plane out every morning around 5:45am, then clusters of departures throughout the day. The planes used to be so loud you could not talk on the phone when they went over. You would have to wait, then continue. Modern jets are much quieter, believe me!

We got to Maui when I was halfway through 3rd grade. I started the new school year at Lihikai Elementary in January of 1976. Starting a new school is always intimidating, especially halfway through a year. On top of that, I was the only haole in my class, in my whole grade! I took the bus every morning with about eight other kids from Spreckelsville. We would stop at the old housing near the airport (long gone now) where other kids would get on the bus. They were the "Kahului Kids" to us because they went to Kahului Elementary and would get dropped off before us. I rode the school bus for three and a half years, then switched schools in seventh grade to Seabury Hall and carpooled from then on.

The drive from Spreckelsville to Seabury takes you along Hana Highway to Baldwin Ave. in Paia, straight up to Makawao, then it becomes Olinda Road to Seabury. I was a passenger for three years, then driver for three years on that road, every school day, and then some. I know that road so well I feel like I could drive it with my eyes closed. Not much of the actual road has changed. But I knew things were different when they put a stoplight in at Paia, lo those 20 years or so ago!

Spreckelsville was a big sugar town, once upon a time, and all that is left is our neighborhood along the beach. (And that has actually grown grown since we moved in '75.) It used to be just the small sleepy roads from the Club (the Maui Country Club) to the end of Stable Road. (And there were horses and stables on Stable road when we moved there!)

My Small Kid Time Memories are many, but here are the highlights:

-Roller skating in the garage. It was the smoothest surface in the neighborhood.

-Slip and slide in the front yard down the hill.

-Eating ripe mangoes right off the (neighbor's) tree.

-Going from the beach to the pool at the Club and back, and back again.

-My good childhood friend Patty who lived down the block.

-Flossie and her dog Uku across the street! ('Uku means "flea" in Hawaiian and Uku was black lab.)

-Our cat Peach, who was a feral kitten when we found and adopted her, and Daisy, the beagle mix Jen found at the pound.

-Cane spiders in the house after the sugar cane was burned off before harvest. Maybe it's not a highlight, but more like a hard to forget memory that is so specific to that place!

When we moved there in '75 our address was PO Box F, Paia. Then it became 204 Kealakai Place, which it remains. It will be really hard to now have to look up my mom's new address! But THANK GOD she is keeping her phone number. Man, that would have really knocked me for a loop. To this day whenever I pick up a new phone to test, I always dial that Maui number.

One of my last best memories is that Harper took her very first steps in the house! How wonderful to have a big first for her there to treasure along with all the other memories.


It was so tough to say good-bye. I walked through the house about 3 times, crying every time, before actually leaving for the airport. I touched the walls and said "thank you" to all it has given me, to my family. I am very sentimental so this goes deep for me, almost like a death in the family. (Of which there have been too many already.) But in the end, it's just a house and my mom moves forward to new things and I can't wait to see where she goes!

As Lili'uokalani said so well:

Aloha ʻoe, aloha ʻoe Farewell to thee, farewell to thee
E ke onaona noho i ka lipo The charming one who dwells in the shaded bowers
One fond embrace, One fond embrace,
A hoʻi aʻe au 'Ere I depart
Until we meet again Until we meet again
ʻO ka haliʻa aloha i hiki mai Sweet memories come back to me
Ke hone aʻe nei i Bringing fresh remembrances
Kuʻu manawa Of the past
ʻO ʻoe nō kaʻu ipo aloha Dearest one, yes, you are mine own
A loko e hana nei From you, true love shall never depart

Making Room

I've already bought maternity clothes, so I've made room there. But my office, which will eventually become a combo office/nursing/changing station, needed work. So I cleaned out a bunch of drawers and Kurt did a lot of heavy lifting and my office is now almost ready to to become something new.

Here it was before:


So full of stuff! Mostly bits of leftover furniture.

Now here it is after:

Ahhhh, space.

There is still much to be done. The bookshelf in the front left foreground needs work. I'm going to go through and pull books out that need to move on to other homes and then decide where this shelf will go. Can I make room for it in here or will it live someplace else? The two bulletin boards will be consolidated into one behind my desk. The map of Italy will remain where it is so I can gaze upon it daily and plan future trips. Our awesome Star Wars Art (click here and here to see what we bought for the room) needs to be framed and hung plus we need to decide on wall colors for the room, more general tidying, etc etc.

Anyway, the idea is that there will be a chair and small table and lamp in the far left corner. Then a changing table along the left wall. Baby will sleep in a basinet in our room at first. So a year from now I will have had to figure out where my office will go as we move wee one into her own room. We aren't buying furniture for a while yet so I have months of wide open space to play with.

The nice thing about Kurt and I is that we agree so well on what we want the baby room to look like. We don't want it to look so much like a baby room. We are looking at sleek modern colors and designs that match the art. As with our wedding, our style is "not fussy".

So much more to come!