Hiking with Friends -- Image by kenne
Through the empty frame
Friends wander beneath blue skies
Past and present meet
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Marine Blue Butterflies 2 comments
Marine Blue Butterflies — Image by kenne
The marine blue butterfly wears
its colors like a living watercolor,
drifting between gray and blue
as it dances through the air,
each turn of its wings
creating a new masterpiece of light.
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Hummingbird On Nest 3 comments
Anna's Hummingbird On Nest -- Image by kenne
A branch, a nest, a bird.
Nothing more is needed.
Spider silk binds the walls,
lichen softens the edges.
The Anna's hummingbird rests there,
breathing with the rhythm of the desert morning.
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She Asked To Hike In Sabino Canyon With Us 2 comments
A Desire to Hike In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
She was visiting from Eastern Europe
and wanted to see the desert on foot.
Sabino Canyon unfolded before her step by step—
a landscape of stone, cactus, and sky—
while friendship bridged the miles between our worlds.
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Desert Sentinel Atop A Desert Giant Leave a comment
Image by kenne
A desert sentinel atop a desert giant—
cactus wren and saguaro share the morning.
The artistic background softens the edges of the world,
leaving only the essentials: bird, cactus, sky, and wonder.
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Another Beautiful Sonoran Sunset Leave a comment
Sonoran Sunset -- Image by kenne
The mountains darken, but above them
red, orange, and yellow gather
like old spirits around a fire,
warming the vast desert silence
one final time before night.
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Sabino Morning 2 comments
Saguaro Sunrise In the Canyon -- Image by kenne
Sabino Canyon at sunrise, stripped to monochrome—
the saguaro becomes an old witness,
arms raised through a hundred dawns,
telling the mountains
that silence is enough.
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I’m 85 9 comments
I’m eighty-five—
though the number sits beside me
more than inside me.
Some mornings I rise feeling sixty,
still curious, still willing to wander.
At night I dream in the language of thirty,
doors still opening, roads still unnamed.
And sometimes—without apology—
seventeen returns, grinning.
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Sonoran Spring Wildflowers Leave a comment
Sonoran Spring Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Along the trail,
the desert wildflowers arrive quietly—
yellow, violet, white—
as if the desert, after months of restraint,
has decided to speak
in small bursts of color.
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Greater Earless Lizard In Sabino Canyon 1 comment
Greater Earless Lizard in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
No ears to catch the wind,
yet it listens—
through heat, through shadow,
through the tremble of ground beneath it.
Balanced on rock,
it belongs more completely
than anything that passes.
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Eastern Collard Lizard Leave a comment
Eastern Collard Lizard Sunning in the Morning Sun — Image by kenne
Wind threads canyon walls,
yet the lizard stays anchored—
sun writes on its back.
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Curve-billed Thaster 1 comment
Curve-billed Thraster on an Ocotillo limb — Image by kenne
Amber eye watching,
it sings from thorns into light—
morning made audible.
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Silver-spotted Skipper 1 comment
Silver-spotted Skipper, a Little Rough Around the Edges — Image by kenne
To look at this skipper
is to confront the aesthetic of use.
The roughness at the margins suggests a history
we cannot access directly, only infer.
Unlike the pristine specimen, which invites admiration,
this one demands interpretation.
It asks:
what does it mean for a living form
to bear the marks of its own survival?
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Dragonfly In Black and White Leave a comment
Dragonfly in Black and White — Image by kenne
brushstroke dragonfly,
spine like a reed in wind—
the artist knew
what the marsh knows:
balance is a brief agreement
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Hiking Into The Morning Sun 3 comments
Hiking into the Morning Sun — Image by kenne
