Stone (the young boy pictured above) led me on an adventure to a 100+ year old cemetery somewhere on the Hamakua coast this past summer. And how appropriate that before we entered these death grounds, we found a tortured bird. I was reminded of how beautiful cemeteries are in Hawaii during a phone conversation the other day (shoutout2root), so I decided to post up these tropical grave yard phone pix. dig. dog. dig. LIVWITDADEAD.