One of My Favorite Places

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I spent some time at one of my favorite places the other day:  Magic Island in Honolulu.  There wasn't much going on, and I had just spent an hour being lost in Waikiki trying to get to the beach there.

I've mentioned before that the streets and traffic in Honolulu are a nightmare.  Well, I even had my GPS on.  It didn't make a difference.  No matter where I turned, it was wrong.  No matter which lane I was in, it was the wrong one.  No matter how I tried to aim for the sun, I never did get to the beach in Wakiki.  Sigh.

So I decided to go home, and miraculously wound up on a street I recognized and that I knew would take me to Magic Island.  So instead of writing the afternoon off as a total loss, I went where I knew I could get.  By then it was late afternoon.  Did I mention that not much was happening?  No outrigger practice, no row boats, too early for the setting sun...

I just hung around for a while, sat on a bench and enjoyed the breeze, and finally decided to get the camera out and make a few images.  Eureka, a lone sailboat...  Okay, no big deal!

Then a bride with her hubby and three flower girls(??) came into view.  They didn't come near where I was, and I didn't get up off my seat--I was    The.     Lazy.     Photographer.     that day.  But I love these trees and am always trying to get THE shot of them.  Yes, yes, I know, they're totally centered in the frame, but honestly, that's exactly what I wanted.  All in all, I'm pretty happy with this image.  And I guess that's what it's all about, right?