Tucson Window — Sketching by kenne
Desert’s mid-day sun
We seek cool places inside
Shuttered from the heat.
— kenne
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Orange Sulphur Butterfly — The Brightside of Darkness 1 comment
Orange Sulphur Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The Brightside of Darkness
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Highway Politics In The South 1 comment
Political signs were a common sight on our August road trip, especially in Texas and the southeast.— Image by kenne
“You are never dedicated to something you have complete confidence in. No one is fanatically shouting that the sun
is going to rise tomorrow. They know it’s going to rise tomorrow. When people are fanatically dedicated to political
or religious faiths or any other kinds of dogmas or goals, it’s always because these dogmas or goals are in doubt.”
— from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig
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HAPPY 18th BIRTHDAY, KATELYN 2 comments
Katelyn with Her Aunt Kate (July 2021)
When you look at me, you see the past.
When I look at you, I see the future and
Feel good about things to come.
— kenne
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Photo-Artistry by kenne
The Now
(In the Zen of the now,
past and future exist as one.)
Living for the moment
Creates a false state of being,
Of setting you free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Being in the moment is to
Have a beginning and an end,
Boundaries where you cannot be free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Having a beginning and an end
It is not to have a past nor a future,
Without which, you cannot be free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Self-fulfilling nature of the moment
Creates fear of the unknown —
Fear the unknown is not to be free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Experiencing the now is to
Know the past and learn of the future,
Releasing fear and setting you free.
Forget the moment; live for the now.
Learning takes place only in the…
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Sneezeweed Art by kenne
Green to blue
Yellow to orange
New to old
— kenne
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Hiking Rock Creek Trail (August 6, 2006) — Images by kenne
Chasing Life’s Horizons
Ain’t nothing better
than hiking through
a window in the sky —
the air is fresh,
the sky is blue,
a magical mystery
in a world of horizons
far as the eye can see.
Chased by every hiker,
a vision soon left behind
only to be replaced
by another, another
magical mystery.
— kenne
Rock Creek is a beautiful Eastern Sierra backcountry canyon in the John Muir Wilderness (Jerry, George, and Kenne, August 6, 2006)
“Art is the funnel, as it were, through which spirit is poured into life.”
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The poem was first posted September 13, 2011. — kenne
Imagine . . .
pictures not seen
words not read
voices not heard
skins not touched
. . . now, imagine seeing the future.
Imagine . . .
artists not painting
poets not writing
singers not singing
lovers not embracing
. . . now, imagine seeing the future.
Imagine . . .
a rush of wind coming down
from the mountaintop –
if you listen,
you can foretell the future
. . . now, imagine seeing the future.
Imagine . . .
staring at a canvass
brush in hand
listen to yourself
you will paint the future
. . . now, imagine seeing the future.
Imagine!
— kenne
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Kenne Squared — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“All that is transitory is but a metaphor.”
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SCVN Nature Walk #2 In Sabino Canyon Leave a comment
Ten years ago, I began training to become a Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalist (SCVN). When we first moved to Tucson, the one thing I knew for sure was that I wanted to spend as much time as possible with nature. Becoming a naturalist has made that happen in ways I could have never dreamed. — kenne
“On the Trail” — Image by kenne
The Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists training, Class of 2011, meets every Monday this fall. A recent class was on herpetology, which included the study of amphibians and reptiles. These animals are among the most numerous in the canyon but are the most camouflaged, making them difficult to observe on a nature walk. This posting contains some of the sightings during a recent nature walk focused on observing amphibians and reptiles. As you will see, any focused nature walk will still observe other wildlife and take advantage of “the teaching moment” along trails in the canyon.
Our naturalist leaders describe the characteristics and adaptations of the reptiles we may encounter. Unfortunately, even with their help, some lizards may look alike, making it difficult to name. I’ve tried to name the lizards I have photographed, but you will see some are just labeled…
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Mt. Lemmon Columbine — Image by kenne
I hold no preference among flowers,
so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.
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Selma, Alabama is the Ninth Poorest City in Amarica Per Capital (August 10, 2021)
Selma Gave America the Right to Call Itself A Democracy
We still have many bridges to CROSS,
So come on ya’ll and LET US!
Let us start, Yes you and me
With a simple and easy decree,
To do something simple, EVERYDAY,
To uplift Ourselves and Our Families,
In small, Nugget-size Ways!
So,
When STONES are THROWN to Slay
Us ALL,
We Must, We WILL, We SHALL, build
bridges instead of walls!
And so,
We catch their stones and build
bridges of Respect and LOVE for
Ourselves, Our Families, and ALL
Communities who share this World!
We catch their stones and build
bridges because, EVERYONE
matters equally in the World!
— from “REFLECTING on Selma Alabama” by D. Olivia Jones
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Santa Catalina Indian Paintbrush — Image by kenne
Love is like wildflowers;
It’s often found in the most unlikely places.
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by Ethel Mortenson Davis
But there is still a sunrise this morning, red for rain. We can still count the stars in Orion and see the night sky. There is still a dog at the end of the bed. He is a guardian of our souls. There is time to reach beyond smallness that resides in our hearts.
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Hiking Up Box Camp Trail In The Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
The Tucson basin
Santa Rita’s to the south
Hiking Box Camp trail
Leaving the tall pines
An existential moment
Illumination
— kenne
