Archive for December 2020

Winter In The Canyon   3 comments

The Bluff Trail In Sabino Canyon — Panorama by kenne
The bluff trail runs a short distance from Sabino Canyon Road to Sabino Creek.

The Greatest Gift   1 comment

Posted December 25, 2020 by kenneturner in Information

Our Life With Kiko   Leave a comment

Over the years, Joy and I have two cats. As fate would have it, they both passed away in December. — kenne

Posted December 25, 2020 by kenneturner in Information

A Christmas Family Album   12 comments

(Click on any image to see in a slideshow format.)

Christmas Over The Last Couple of Decades — Images by kenne 

Christmas For Two   10 comments

Christmas Eve 2020 Sunset (Tucson) — Images by kenne

Christmas for two

2010 was our first
Christmas in Tucson
we spent it together 
hiking nearby trails
swimming in the pool
enjoying our new desert life.

over the years, we traveled
each Christmas
spending time with family

now ten years out
the curse of COVID
has limited our travels
we are together again
on Christmas Eve watching
another beautiful sunset 

we miss not being
with family and friends
a price for the future

— kenne

“Spinning Song” — A Love Song

The Transformative Power of Music   1 comment

In this time of peace and love, I share this posting from December 23, 2009. PEACE!– kenne

Posted December 24, 2020 by kenneturner in Information

Greater Roadrunner Up A Tree   5 comments

Greater Roadrunner Up A Tree — Image by kenne

Poinsettia Leaves   2 comments

Poinsettia Leaves — Image by kenne

leaves of red and green

with candles and figurines 

decorate our home

— kenne

Playlist 3   2 comments

Posted December 23, 2020 by kenneturner in Information

The Year Of The Bighorn Fire   2 comments

The Year of the Bighorn Fire and COVID In the Santa Catalina Mountains — Photo-Artistry by kenne

our bad year that was
air filled with smoke and virus
one gone one here

— kenne

Christmas Through The Looking Glass   1 comment

Photo-Artistry by kenne

An image created
from a reflection;

therefore,
it’s an illusion.

One might say it’s
symbolic of Christmas.

Of course, one might say
that’s true of life —

the opposite of
what is expected.

— kenne

 

So the shortest day came . . .   3 comments

Solstice Sunset — Image by kenne

So the shortest day came, and the year died,
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive,
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, reveling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us—Listen!!
All the long echoes sing the same delight,
This shortest day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!

— Susan Cooper

Morning Reflection   4 comments

Morning Reflection (Mammoth Lakes, California)– Image by kenne

Cactus Wren In Sabino Canyon   Leave a comment

Cactus Wren In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne

The male cactus wren
to attract the female
will build two or more
nest, usually in the cholla
still, he may not be able 
to allure her affection.

— kenne

The Shortest Day   Leave a comment

Hunters in the Snow– painting by Pieter Bruegel the Eider

As we experience the shortest day of the year, Pieter Bruegel the Elder’s painting, “Hunters in the Snow,” is an almost perfect picture of the contrasting scenes we experience this time of year, depicting isolation and melancholy producing a sense that we are being pulled into a silent landscape where the deep drifts of snow where you can “feel the cold and sense the audible dullness as the landscape sucks the sound from every little human vignette.” 

His paintings are beautiful because his compositions make one of the opposites, based on Eli Siegel’s principle of aesthetic realism: “All beauty is a making one of opposites, and the making of one of the opposites is what we are going after in ourselves.”

opposites are one

composing yesteryear’s coldness

stretching through time

standing still in the moment
 

searching the unrestricted

working with opposites

reassuring in sameness
 

emphasizing divergence

promising order

pleasing to self

— kenne