Vog blues

If you've not heard the term "vog", nor experienced it, come to the Big Island and check it out. What is vog? Well, mix a volcano and smog and you get...vog! It's quite the time. Over here Kona side it's not as bad as it could be, but it's here. We've been coughing and sniffling a bit because of it since we arrived, but today we experienced another side effect: lethargy. Granted, we didn't start our work day until after 1pm, but that shouldn't matter. Our morning had been a slow moving yet productive one (productive in a way), and quite enjoyable. Before heading outside everyone was feeling fine. However, after about 2 hours of work we found ourselves slouching from plant to plant, mentally alert and feeling awake yet drained of energy and the will to move. What did we do? Called it a day and headed inside.

Today I did not fall in the pond! Way to go me! I did bonk myself on the head with a few trimmed fern fronds (almost as thick around as my forearm) and was attacked mercilessly by hordes of mosquitoes. I've decided that mosquitoes are further proof (beyond the platypus) that god has a sense of humor. How so? If you're not the one being attacked, it's pretty amusing to watch people flail and curse and run about trying to avoid them.