Early walk

Early morning walk -- the clouds in the Ko'olau range valleys smoldering red, glowing pink behind Diamond Head. The early surfers are already out hungry for the better waves, but the beach is blessedly empty. Here and there cocoons of homeless lie anonymous under a tree or behind a bush. Missy and I scoot along, past the Aquarium and the odd egg-shaped ornaments out front. We pause to admire the old Natatorium, a fine classical swimming theater, sadly dilapidated. A great old Hawaii landmark, echoing with the cheers of those privileged to watch our greatest swimmers, and with the soft swooshes of their sleek bodies slicing through the water. Now the water is still and algal within the crumbling walls.