Downtown La Paz, Bolivia (August 2019) — Image by kenne
High in the Andes
Sites can take your breath away
Where the air is thin.
— kenne
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Monkey Flower 1 comment
Monkey Flower — Image by kenne
It is better to learn early
of the inevitable depths,
for then sorrow and death
take their proper place in
life, and one is not afraid.
— Pearl S. Buck
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Oleander Blossoms Painting 1 comment
Oleander Blossoms Painting — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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Flashback: Car Show 3 comments
A Car Show At Lake Arrowhead In Southern California (June 2009) — Image by kenne
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4th Avenue Street Art, Tucson — Images by kenne
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California Dreams — HDR Image by kenne
California Dreams
If you want to dream and live come with me
I’ll take you to a place so beautiful
We’ll both escape and go over there
If you don’t want to dream then you can stay here
Hollywood realizes your dreams in front of a green screen
We’ll see the sunset and forget about wars
Come to California with me my queen
You could think that the world is yours
You’ll see stars not in the sky, but in bars
Huge skyscrapers that are not buildings
You’ll forget about all your scars
Come to California with me girl
Record your own life story in a studio
You’ll meet some people that are so hooked on drugs
It has its disadvantages, but I liked it
Let’s realize our California dreams
— Raul Luna
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Cactus Wren On Saguaro 1 comment
Cactus Wren On Saguaro — Image by kenne
Cactus wren stops to
Survey her territory
Before moving on.
— kenne
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Marine Blue Butteries — Image by kenne
The world is not to be put in order,
the world is order. It is for us to put
ourselves in unison with this order.
— Henry Miller
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Ocotillo Blossom Art 2 comments
Ocotillo Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Ocotillo art
Outline of the real thing
That’s what I call it.
— kenne
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“What’s Going On Here?” (Two Desert Spiny Lizards) — Image by kenne
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Nature Abstract by kenne
Is it so small a thing
To have enjoyed the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved, to have thought, to have done;
To have advanced true friends, and beat down baffling foes?
— Matthew Arnold
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White-winged Dove On Saguaro 1 comment
White-winged Dove On Saguaro — Image by kenne
Alexa, shuffle my Pandora stations —
I stream music most of the day,
sometimes it becomes indistinct,
like the sound of wind chimes,
the cooing of white-wing doves.
Alexa, stop!
— kenne
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Boat By Pier 2 comments
Boat by Pier — Photo-Artistry by kenne
They were beautiful in the clear early light—
red, yellow, blue and green—
is all I wanted to say about them,
although for the rest of the day
I pictured a lighter version of myself
calling time through a little megaphone,
first to the months of the year,
then to the twelve apostles, all grimacing
as they leaned and pulled on the long wooden oars.
— from Brightly Colored Boats on the Banks of the Charles by Billy Collins
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Two Windows — Image by kenne
Huffy Henry hid the day,
unappeasable Henry sulked.
I see his point,—a trying to put things over.
It was the thought that they thought
they could do it made Henry wicked & away.
But he should have come out and talked.
All the world like a woolen lover
once did seem on Henry’s side.
Then came a departure.
Thereafter nothing fell out as it might or ought.
I don’t see how Henry, pried
open for all the world to see, survived.
What he has now to say is a long
wonder the world can bear & be.
Once in a sycamore I was glad
all at the top, and I sang.
Hard on the land wears the strong sea
and empty grows every bed.
— John Berryman
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Mount Shasta in Northern California — Image by kenne
“When I first caught sight of Mount Shasta over the braided folds of the Sacramento Valley,
my blood turned to wine, and I have not been weary since.”
— John Muir, 1874
Becoming is Superior to Being 