Archive for the ‘Desert’ Category
Pincushion Cactus Art — By kenne
I have walked on these trails
a hundred times
and frequently do not notice
the little cactus flowering
beside the trail.
Today I stop.
The mountains are still mountains.
Monsoon rains have added water
to the normally dry wash.
The sun is already warming
the canyon walls.
But something has changed.
Not the desert.
My attention.
And perhaps that is
one of the quiet gifts
a place can give us—
to make us look again.
Hiking into the Morning Sun — Image by kenne
The desert does not hurry us.
Even the sun takes its time
climbing the ridge,
spilling light into every hollow.
We hike, and something in us
loosens—
as if the day is not something to conquer,
but something to meet
with open arms.
Old Prickly Pear and Longleaf False Goldeneye — Image by kenne
Desert Fable
“I love rugged men,”
said the bright little flower,
stretching toward the sun.
The old prickly pear
only chuckled—
“Child, love the wind instead.
He’ll come and go,
but never cling.”
Carillo Trail — Image by kenne
“The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body.”
— Jean Baudrillard
Fall Colors On Bear Wallow Trail On Mt. Lemmon — HDR Image by kenne
We live in the
Sonoran desert
Surrounded by
Sky islands.
After a short drive,
We can experience
Traditional fall colors
On Mt. Lemmon.
— kenne
Photo-Artistry by kenne
Have a blessed holiday filled with happiness, love, and faith.
Sonoran Desert Mushrooms — Images by kenne
Podaxis is a genus of secotioid fungi in the family Agaricaceae. Species, which have the appearance of a “stalked-puffball”,
have a worldwide distribution, and tend to be found growing solitary or scattered on sandy soils,
especially in arid regions. Although close to 50 species have been described, it has been argued that many
of them may represent extremes in the natural range of variations found in Podaxis pistillaris. — Wikipedia
Desert Morning — Abstract Art by kenne
The rivers are dry
Residents are out early
A mourning dove coos.
Record temps daily
Excessive heat warnings out
Thank God for AC.
— kenne
Desert Spring — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Everyone on the face of the Earth
has a treasure that lies waiting for them.
— Paulo Coelho
Ravens Gathering On The Ridge — Image by kenne
Ravens on the ridge
Gather for the funeral
Death is without end.
— kenne
Cactus Blossom In The Utah Desert — Image by kenne
I dream of a quiet man
who explains nothing and defends
nothing, but only knows
where the rarest wildflowers
are blooming, and who goes,
and finds that he is smiling
not by his own will.
― Wendell Berry
Shelter In The Storm — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Cabin abandoned
Hikers aware of a storm
Seeking some shelter.
— kenne
The Drought Continues In The Desert Southwest — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Coyotes passed through the field at the back
of the house last night — coyotes, from midnight
till dawn, hunting, foraging, a mad scavenging,
scaring up pocket gophers, white-breasted mice,
jacktails, voles, the least shrew, catching
a bite at a time.
They were a band, screeching, yodeling,
a multi-tone pack. Such yipping and yapping
and jaw chapping, yelping and painful howling,
they had to be skinny, worn, used up,
a tribe of bedraggled uncles and cousins
on the skids, torn, patched, frenzied
mothers, daughters, furtive pups
and, slinking on the edges, an outcast
cow dog or two.
— from A Passing by Pattiann Rogers
A Tucson Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Do not go gentle into the night
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
— Dylan Thomas
Regal Horned Lizard — Image by kenne
Not a horny toad
A lizard with lots of class
Blinding with the ground.
— kenne