Remember Misi? Finally, she is comfortable enough to let me take her picture--even as she sleeps. (I know it isn't Friday, but Misi was available.)
Here is Misi on her Fantasy Island. As you can see, she aspires to be an otter swimming with the turtles. (Hey, cats have dreams, too.)
Snorkeling in Honaunau Bay in March, I came as close to a green sea turtle as this one is to Misi. Well, actually, he came this close to me. I stopped mid stroke and pulled my arm back to prevent touching him. If you touch a turtle, there is a big fine. If the turtle touches you...no problem. I am not sure who polices such things, but I didn't want to find out.
Can't you see the turtle pulling his citation book from his shell?
I'm sorry, but I am going to have to cite you.
You touched me. That's kapu.
But I was just swimming. You ran into me!
Nope. It says right here in the book, "If the swimmer is moving his/her arm in a forward motion at the moment of contact with said turtle, the swimmer shall have been considered to have touched the turtle, not the other way around. First conviction, is punishable by a fine of not less than $250 and not more than $2,000 or by imprisonment of not more than one year or both."
Hmm--maybe this isn't Misi's fantasy, but mine.
On this 4th of July, I am grateful for the freedom to dream and the freedom to live my fantasies
...and so much more.
May you all be blessed by your best fantasies coming true.
Wanda Tucker, Coach