Our wild driveway at the Hō’ea farm in the quaint town of Hawi (pronounced /ha’vi/). Old Hawaii, fruit stands, art galleries, a damn good coffee shop @kohalacoffeemill, lush jungle and breathtaking countryside ー our kind of Hawaii. It’s easy to see why we met a dozen people who found it and never left.
A definite highlight of our trip. We stayed 4 nights in our little paradise away from home, powered by the sun and hydrated by the rain. This remote living experience was just what we needed to connect with the Āina. 🏝
We went to bed with gentle island rains and were woken by the sounds of the jungle. Picked Lilikoi (passion fruit) from the trees, made friends with geckos and a walking stick named Señor Stick, and laid out under one of the best night sky’s our eyes have ever seen. 🌌
Waking up on this farm every day was a constant reminder that our connection with nature (specifically our food, the land, the sun, and earth) has somewhat been lost — and that we need so much more of it in our lives. Sure, conveniences are appreciated, but there are ways to not sacrifice them without having to lose our connection with nature. This farm is living proof of that. 🌾🐖🐐