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Far out in the middle of the vast north Pacific ocean, miles below the blue face of the sea, in the middle of one of the earth’s largest tectonic plates, there is a weakness in the miles and miles of rock that contain the molten fury of the earth’s burning heart.

At that most unlikely spot on the ocean floor the greatest forces of nature hold each other at bay as surging, molten magma meets the icy cold embrace of nature’s one essential miracle … water. There is likely no other titanic clash like this in our fair galaxy, yet it occurs far from the curious eyes of the animal kingdom’s most ingenious creations … you and I.

The results of this timeless struggle are the incredibly beautiful chain of volcanic islands we call Hawaii. The greatest of these islands is named “Hawai’i” and reaches from the sea floor to over 13,000 feet into the sky. No continent can match the size of Hawaii’s mountains in their splendid isolation, and none will even try.

Those of us who live in Waimea on the rolling green slopes of the ancient Kohala Mountains look to Mauna Kea each morning as the winter progresses, and often by December we can see her glistening crown of snow in the first blades of morning light. It is a rich and powerful sight.

Recent rains have brought early snows, even as the pasture lands have turned from their summer browns to vivid greens under the bright blue sky. Fantastic cloudscapes stage their best shows in the winter sky. For those of us in Hawaii’s high country, this all means that it is time to revisit the wood pile out back to be sure there is enough dry ohia and keawe wood to keep conversations and laughter going long after dinner as friends and family gather round the hearth. The winter season is our most beautiful season.

On holiday mornings bird dogs are now sniffing through the high pastures as bird hunters greet the hills with burning legs and lungs. Good men and women once more rest at midday under the twisted limbs of the mamane trees where the rare and beautiful palila bird flits from flower to flower and darts about in the pukiawe thickets. They will hopefully have caught a brace of pheasant to simmer in a rich wine sauce or grill to perfection over burning coals as smiles reflect from the gleaming globes of wine glasses at a fine winter sunset.

As December rises, and our pretty little village decks out in festive, holiday ornaments, we breath deep and are happy that we have had a good year and that the time of thanks-giving has softened our hearts just in time for Christmas.

The greatest gift mother nature can give is to be able to live in Waimea, on the Big Island, in the middle of the great North Pacific, with the beating heart of the earth so near, so warm and so alive.

Call us at Big Island Buyers Brokers. We can help and are happy to do our best.

Imua,

Bill Jardine

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