The Native Iowan

It’s about 80 degrees and heating up. A gun-metal grey sky and the slate flat sea speak of weather coming. The brisk breeze has a hint of rain in it. The skies could open and dump at any moment. or it could be a very warm and humid day here in Honiara.

Wind is picking up. May have to run inside soon.

That “Islands Sunday” quiet hangs over the morning. Most people are moving slowly. Off to church. The trials of smoke where motu fires are cooking are numerous. Faint choruses of hymns can be heard from the valleys.

A nice Sunday morn to ruminate…