Desert Rosemallow In The Tucson Mountains — Image by kenne
Desert Rosemallow
This hibiscus wildflower
A southwest beauty.
— kenne
Archive for the ‘Desert Wildflower’ Category
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Desert Marigold — Image by kenne
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Spring Flowers Along The Trail Leave a comment
Spring Flowers Along The Trail — Image by kenne
“I dream of a quiet man
who explains nothing
and defends nothing,
but only knows where
the rarest wildflowers
are blooming…”
— Wendell Berry
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Sedona, Redrock Country Leave a comment
Sedona, Redrock Country — Photo-Artiatry by kenne
Sedona redrock
Beautiy above and below
What more could you want?
— kenne
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Another Year of Few Wildflowers In The Sonoran Desert — Image by kenne
Spring wildflowers in the Sonoran desert depend on fall and winter rains. When there are little to no rains, as
has been the last few years, then there are few wildflowers in the spring. The above image is in the Molino
Basin, where in non-drought years, there are plenty of wildflowers to photograph. This year there are only a
few patches to be found.
— kenne
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New Encounters With Living Leave a comment
Desert Chicory & Honey Bee — Image by kenne
Climate change coupled with a pandemic
has made life more precious
opening the door to more pursuits
always looking, listening, and learning
creating new encounters with living —
“art is the residue from
the encounter with living.”
— kenne
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Mexican Hat Wildflower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Every person passing through this life will unknowingly
leave something and take something away. Most of this
“something” cannot be seen or heard or numbered or
scientifically detected or counted. It’s what we leave in
the minds of other people and what they leave in ours.
Memory. The census doesn’t count it. Nothing counts
without it.
— Robert Fulghum
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Searching For The Moment Leave a comment
Blue Dicks Wildflower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Every moment of searching
is a moment of encounter.
— Paulo Coelho
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Gordon’s Bladderpod Wildflowers 1 comment
Gordon’s bladderpod (Physaria gordonii) — Images by kenne
Gordon’s bladderpod is an early blooming desert wildflower belong to the mustard family. With the help of more than normal winter rains, you can find them many places in the Sonoran Desert. Their bright yellow blossoms provide a lot of color to the spring desert landscape.
— kenne
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Evidence There Is Heaven On Earth 2 comments
Carphochaete bigelovii – Bigelow’s Bristlehead Wildflower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Radiating out of the darkness
on a desert winter morning
stars on the ground replacing
the stars in the clear desert sky
evidence there is heaven on earth.
— kenne
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Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! Leave a comment
Bee Approaching Blue Dicks Blossoms — Digital Art by kenne
Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!
A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.
If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me!
If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift!
If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed
By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world
Like a fine, an exquisite chisel, a wedge-blade inserted;
If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge
Driven by invisible blows,
The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides.
— from “Song of a Man Who Has Come Through” by D. H. Lawrence
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Mariposa Lily — Image by kenne
There, standing alone
A mariposa lily
Adorns the dry field.
— kenne
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Signs Of Spring In The Desert 3 comments
Saguaro Blossoms
Ocotillo Blossoms
Palo Verde Blossons
Spring in Sabino Canyon
Desert Hibiscus
Signs Of Spring In The Desert — Photo Essay by kenne
Desert Song
I thirst
for your rivers
your rippling mesas of sand
gold mirrors
on your sinuous curves
I thirst
for the saguaro
for the sweet juice of cactus
in the prickling sweat
of a desert sun
I thirst
for the searing of hot valleys
the bend of shimmer and heat
that bow that arcs the arrow
toward this center, my heart
I thirst
for the bloom, the sweet
languorous smells
this subtle perfume
elusive, as the scuttle of desert life
I thirst
for this tallest, deepest night
of stars and silence
when the moon is only a moon
silvering this light
— Ruth Housman
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Clear For Landing 4 comments
Clear for Landing — Computer Art by kenne
“. . . to the soul,
the most minute details
and the most ordinary activities,
carried out with mindfulness and art,
have an effect far beyond
their apparent insignificance.”
— Thomas Moore
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Beauty is but a flower . . . Leave a comment
Beauty is but a flower . . . — Computer Art by kenne
Beauty is but a flower
Which wrinkles will devour;
Brightness falls from the air;
Queens have died young and fair;
Dust hath closed Helen’s eye.
I am sick, I must die.
Lord, have mercy on us!
— from In Time of Plague, by Thomas Nashe
Becoming is Superior to Being 