At last I can say on LJ (poor, stumbling, slow thing that it has been, today) how much I loved this entry, and especially that first paragraph. Shale-banks of cloud, threaded through with hibiscus and lava. Oh yes.

And your second-to-last paragraph too, with the surfers like ancient egyptian fishers among the reeds, and the ghostly Indian pipe.

Ghosts, songs, time travel, lava, and the sea. What a journey.