Ocotillos produce clusters of bright red flowers at their stem tips, which explain the plant’s name. Ocotillo means “little torch” in Spanish — Images by kenne
Waiting It Out
Desert display as Saguaro’s spiny arms raise to the darkening blue sky. Days of heat waves chase Ocotillo flower buds drooping slowly in the mauve air very still … and then, with the distant rumble of thunder and a flash of lightening, comes a first drop. Coming fast, the rain begins a flood within the gulch and there, from nowhere, from the nothing dust, from the ether reconstituted as out of a mirage appears by the side of the road … a toad.
I don’t know, why I don’t Put it out baby We kiss and the flames Just get higher But yeah I know When I hold onto you baby I’m all tangled up in barbed wire I get burned, I don’t learn I’ll be back, give it time Yeah, I know it sounds crazy But guess I like playing with fire
Surphur Butterflies on Creosole Bush Blossoms In Sabino Canyon (July 27, 2021) — Images by kenne
The recent monsoon rains have greened up the canyon, bringing out a lot of butterflies. Unfortunately, I only had my 18-70 mm lens, so trying to photograph the mostly surphur butterflies became challenging.
Desert Landscape — Arrangement In Gray and Black by kenne
“When at last, in all my storms, my whole self speaks, then there is a pause. The soul collects itself into pure silence and isolation—perhaps after much pain. The mind suspends its knowledge and waits. The psyche becomes strangely still.”
— from Fantasia of the Unconscious by D. H. Lawrence