Hey old friend
nou e ko'u hoaloha
For you my friend ...
We built Vardo For Two in the industrial town of White Center, Seattle. The life we'd known before was in need a major restoration. We needed magic. From the woods came a Forest Magician with life to share with us. Life unexpectedly wild, and upending.
She lived and died wild, and wondrous. Adaptive and then in the last, most ready to run and fly wild.
To read the whole Name Song for Jots, written in 'Olelelo Hawaii (the Hawaiian language) by our son Christopher Kawika Brown