If I had remembered my camera today, you would have seen the sun casting jewels on the crests of waves and streamers of light through the clouds. If I had remembered my camera, you would have seen rainbows caught in brilliant mists and waves curling over fiberglass and flesh. The crimson and black shades of mulberries against the brilliant green leaves, the clouds racing down from the mountains to the sea. The Green Sea turtles around and under me and the light playing through the holes in the reef. You would have seen the sun set over a Chinaman’s ever green hat, and the moon rise over the lights of Kaneohe Bay. If I had remembered my camera, but I didn’t.