Seventy years ago the officials in Hilo, Hawaii decided it would be nice if people planted small Banyan trees along the drive through Hilo by the Bay. Now all the hotels are on this drive and I have walked through these droopy trees many times in many moods. Each tree has the name of the celebrity who planted it so long ago.
As I was walking along snapping photos of the Banyans a fellow on a bicycle yelled..." You okay, Grandma?" I guess I am almost as old as the Banyan trees. I thought my white hair was platinum blonde but I guess I am just old. Ha. I was clutching a can of coconut water and it might have looked like beer. I could have stumbled a bit. Old is old is old.
I love the way trees bend over the road in many parts of this island. Organic tunnels. Some think these trees are creepy. My friend from Louisiana thought they were ugly. I like all the vines that wind up the trunks and the roots that grow down but yes, they can be a little depressing sometimes with their giant ways. This seems like a scene from an Art Noire movie.
Im killing time till I move into my house on Friday...yes, Jmac, the Escrow is very close to over and I get the keys early Friday morning if the creek don't rise. I wonder how my life will change when I have a place of my own. I have enjoyed floating around this island and wish I had done it a bit more gracefully but being homeless isn't really my thing even tho my kids were great to put me up and I enjoyed camping and hotel hopping.
Im glad I wont be in a condo on Banyan Drive. There are quite a few and they are a little seedy. Like all of Hawaii there are signs of the heydays when there was lots of money flowing here. Now the hot spots are closed and given over to the feral cats. I will be living closer to the Hilo side now and am glad to be away from the hot Kona side.
Im too lazy to size these big photos. I hope they haven't upset my readers, giving them nightmares about being strangled by long roots and vines until they are squeezed tight. The Hilo side is soft grey most of the time with moss growing on the sidewalks and a zen feeling with over ninety percent of the people of Asian descent. My house will be about twenty minutes away toward the Hippy end of the island. Maybe Ill get into yoga and health food and untangle from all the roots that have bound me these last thirty years.