“E aloha ‘ia a pūlama ‘ia kēia ‘āina kapu no nā kau a kau.” was written on a plaque at the entrance to the Waimea Valley Arboretum and Botanical Gardens. It means: “May this sacred land be loved and cherished for all ages.” We went to two of Oahu’s amazing botanical gardens, Waimea and Ho’omaluhia, and I will cherish my photos and memories from both places. Let me share some of the highlights.
Palms are everywhere. I fell in love with the vibrant greens and reds of each palm leaf I encountered. Palms catch the light and cast such incredible shadows, too. I was captivated by them and probably (I confess) went a little overboard taking pictures of them.
It seemed that more beauty was around each bend as we cheerfully strolled the winding foot paths through trees from Madagascar, flowers from Guam, and countless varieties of native Hawaiian plants.
At Ho’omaluhia Botanical Gardens, a 400+ acre paradise, a lakeside tree produced the cone and flower above. I was smitten.
In Hawaii, every plant, tree, shrub, weed, or roadside scrub blossoms or produces some sort of fruit or nut. All are stunning. One almost wonders where exactly the “regular” Hawaii ends and the botanical gardens begin. In fact, that’s a great question and one which still puzzles me.
I’m off to bed, y’all. Jet lag is kicking my hind end. I missed you guys though.