My hands surely show that they engage physical labor. Abused. Scars and cuts. Perpetual dirt under the nails. Puffy joints. Crooked fingers. Complete with sturdy, sensible wristwatch. Definitely not the hands of a lady of leisure.
It turned out that during her vacation trip the woman had met a few other people from down South Point way and every one had been a farmer of some sort. Ha. So in her view, if a person is from Ka'u, then of course they have to be a farmer. :)
I often wonder about what impression tourists get of Ka'u. This particular woman had good ones.....farmers, all kinds. Ka'u = country. She seemed quite happy to think of Ka'u as rolling farmland full of pleasant farmers. And you know, it pleased me too!.....even though I know it's not quite the paradise that this tourist envisions.