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Saturday, September 26: Dawn was breaking over the island of Oahu, the birds were waking up to sing, the faint scent of plumeria was in the air, and the colors were seeping back into the world after a starry night. I was staring at a replica of a mini volcano on wheels, festooned with flowers. “What is it,” I asked. The answer? A pooper scooper receptacle, but of course.

Today was an important one for Oahu, as it was the day of the Aloha Festival’s Floral Parade, which had a heavy equestrian component. Float preparations had been taking place all night long, and dawn signaled that it was time to start dressing the horses and pā’ū riders in traditional costumes and flowers. Each of Hawaii’s eight main islands had its own contingency, colors, and floral designs. In a few hours, the parade would begin along Kalākaua Avenue in Waikiki, but now, in the early morning light, the riders were being dressed according to the old traditions, and a sense of reverence ruled the daybreak calm.

Below are some of the photos I took as the parade participants were getting ready. The costumes that some of these women had to wear were incredibly involved and beautiful, yet cumbersome, and involved an elaborate wrapping process that went on until the sun climbed high in the sky. No detail was overlooked, and the craftsmanship was absolutely stunning. A true showcase of Hawaii, and its aloha spirit. Enjoy!