Lahaina Town’s monstrous one-hundred-seventy-year-old banyan tree covers a whole block across from the harbor. One can sit on a bench under the tree’s spread and see the harbor twinkling through its branches, but it’s the banyan that commands the eye, not the water. The tree’s many trunks (16) reach deep into the island’s soil wherever…

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I’m currently reading Edith Wharton’s “The Writing of Fiction.” Her multi-independent-clause sentences are decidely hard to plow through; however, Wharton impressed me with her comments about Tolstoy’s “The Kreutzer Sonata.” Remembering I had a collection of Tolstoy’s works, I plucked the book from the top of my bookshelf and found it. Reading it, however, was…

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