After Seven Months -- Some GOOD NEWS!

LOCAL NEWS HEADLINES!!!

"Home Owners WILL Be Covered"
"Lloyds Will Pay"

Well in our last post we hinted at one surprise, but now it's pretty much gone viral: Lloyds of London has capitulated, reversing their decision to deny our the fire insurance claim we filed in May this year.

Our names and faces have been in the news so much in the last few months, every place we go people recognize us -- kinda odd. We've been in "neutral" for seven long stressful months - so, it's particularly wonderful to receive this news the day before Thanksgiving.

There are still friends and neighbors fighting for coverage -- for homes that are either inaccessible, or still standing physically but totally uninhabitable due to infusions of toxic gasses, or irreparable damages of other kinds. Hopefully this will also get the wheels of justice turning in a good direction for them as well.

Anyway rather than belaboring the whole story, for now, please enjoy reading the two news blurbs that ran in today's news. We continue to be very grateful for the outpouring of love in many forms through this crazy adventure. Whether it was with emails, notes, gifts, Go-Fund, wood, tools, clothes, jewelry -- it has all been a blessing!

There's more, but we're still in shock, and enjoying our cozy electric blanket and three corgi dogs during these crisp cool Volcano Hawaii nights.  Now, we have the security we need to find a rental house that will suit us.

NEVER WOULD HAVE EXPECTED THIS FOR THANKS GIVING!
Home Owners WILL be Covered!    ---  
Lloyds Will Pay

HAPPY FEET!

Happy Feet --

 

I often take my coffee out on the back steps of the lanai, facing the sunrise.  I habitually take the middle step (because I love the poem “Halfway Down” by AA Milne.)  

 A few days ago, I noticed my heels were som kine crazy puna style, ya?!  (rough, cracked, stained, etc.) So, I notice that my feet are resting on the next step down which has a sandy, safety-grip strip, put in place by Sweet Mr. Phil.  2+2=4.   I began to rub my heel back and forth on it and VOILE’ in just a few rubs, both my heels were as soft as a baby’s butt…no shit!   HA!  So now it’s as easy as wipin' yo’ feet! 

Then, speaking of feet, we were both cleaning up our large lovely de-lightful art studio when we came across a few small watercolors we each did on our very first visit in 2011.   I remembered one I did of my feet, lounging on the balcony overlooking Kealakekua Bay.  After two years in sandals and slippa’s – we got brown toes now!

Oh yeah....the POEM!!

 

HALFWAY DOWN

A. A. Milne

Halfway down the stairs
is a stair
where i sit.
there isn't any
other stair
quite like
it.
i'm not at the bottom,
i'm not at the top;
so this is the stair
where
I always
stop.

Halfway up the stairs
Isn't up
And it isn't down.
It isn't in the nursery,
It isn't in town.
And all sorts of funny thoughts
Run round my head.
It isn't really
Anywhere!
It's somewhere else
Instead! –