Another early morning. This time with talk of the beaches plus pineapples. Why pineapples? Why not. I made cereal for the boys, passion orange guava juice for me. Still too early for breakfast. The sun glowed as orange as the birds of paradise out front which I thought about as the boys and I made our way to Pounders beach. White gardenias, pink plumeria, and a cluster of purple flowers. He put a flower in my hair.
