Late Sunday afternoon found Phil and I barefoot on a beach in Makena with an unobstructed view of Molokini in the distance. We arrived about an hour prior to sunset and lugged our camera gear across an intimate cove where promises of love are declared daily; this beach in particular is prime location for hundreds of wedding ceremonies and couples who hope to preserve the memory of their nuptials with a perfect photo of the infamous Maui sunset. But that day, the sky hovered above us like a gray canvas waiting expectantly for the hands of an artist; I had my doubts that we'd catch one of those awe-inspiring sunsets I wax on about relentlessly here on the blog, but I was also anxious to see what our luck might bring.
I stood at the shore watching the lazy, foam-crested waves approach, inching forward and hugging me at my ankles before withdrawing again - a romantic dance between the sea and me:
We waited for the sunset in the damp heat, hoping for a breeze that might sweep away the mugginess of the evening. We waited while I was bitten nine times (I counted) by the hungry mosquitoes out in full force. And we waited while I went to town on those bites, scratching at my skin and feeling my mood plummet.
I complained. I sighed. And I didn't even flinch when my husband called me his "little crab apple" because he knew I had long ago reached the point where I was now Hangry (hungry + angry). He is a smart man, because not once did he use it against me that I had made the dumb decision earlier in the day to skip both breakfast and lunch and opt for two Fuji apples, instead (I have horrific eating habits, I know).
But then it happened.
The skies parted and the sun made her appearance just in time to ease quickly but gracefully out of sight. I watched quietly---humbly--while the flat light of the sky transitioned to a tangerine dream:
The added bonus was watching the sun descend not just in the horizon, but dipping beneath the clouds and directly behind Molokini:
Patience is a virtue. Amen.
We went to dinner afterwards. I ordered what I always do: the Asian Pear Arugula pizza. It was the bomb.
waiting...and receiving...lovely:)
ReplyDeletelately when I watch the sun go down I feel like I am witnessing one of God's miracles (and heck our sunsets arent HALF of what yours are!). I can only imagine the emotional effect the sunsets have on you!
ReplyDeleteLove this!!! :)
ReplyDeleteLove the little dance you did with the foamy water.
ReplyDeleteYou and me both have bad eating habits. All I had yesterday was a protein smoothie until dinner at 6pm. I was famished!!
Emily at Amazing Grapes
Love it, getting me excited to come home in a couple of weeks!
ReplyDeleteHi! We got back last week from a trip to Mexico and I found your lovely comment on my blog, thanks so much for popping by. I loved that you said you felt peaceful there, I have heard that before and it makes me really happy that people get that when they visit me there :)
ReplyDeleteTalk about peaceful really, this post of yours is so peaceful to me, that shot of your feet on the sand and then the sunset pictures, amazing! Loving your toe rings btw. I am the queen of getting hangry, if I don't think about what I've eaten all day it can happen quickly!
Loving your blog as usual. xo
Hangry...haha, I get that way too.
ReplyDeleteIs that the nail polish? The one that you said was too metallic-y? Nah, it doesn't look too bad. Well, I don't think so.
ReplyDeleteOH and I hate when I get Hangry too. Ugh, worst feeling in the world.
Is that the nail polish? The one that you said was too metallic-y? Nah, it doesn't look too bad. Well, I don't think so.
ReplyDeleteOH and I hate when I get Hangry too. Ugh, worst feeling in the world.
I definitely need to plan a trip!
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