PekoeA Port-A-Jon had been placed in the lot beside the Java Bean coffee house where I sat on the lanai fronting Kuhio Highway in Kapa'a. The portable toilet should have been placed along the tree line behind the businesses. A new building was being constructed next door. As trade winds wafted carrying the smell, I couldn't imagine why the Jon was placed so close to the café's outdoor eating area.
Kilauea volcano wasn't spouting this morning. The Halemaumau Crater was on the Big Island of Hawaii at the south end of the Hawaiian chain opposite Kauai on the north. Each time Kilauea erupted, it sent volcanic ash into the air that stuck in the clouds and mists that the trade winds blew over the Islands. The vog painted the sunrises and sunsets pink, coral, and red. Mornings and evenings made
