I thought it was called Kahula. I knew the place began with the letter K. It is not what I thought it was called. It’s Puff the Magic Dragon’s home.

I did not expect the smells to be so immediate and fascinating. The palm trees are bound in xmas tree lights.

Jungle, lava, and trunk — a wet tree smell. Sweet and acrid is how my companion describes it. Wet tree is my description. Warm about the legs also.

Already two weather instances to comment on. The sky is occupied. I am tired.