Old Prickly Pear and Longleaf False Goldeneye — Image by kenne
Desert Fable
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I Love Rugged Men — A Desert Fable 1 comment
“I love rugged men,”
The old prickly pear
“Child, love the wind instead.
Carillo Trail 3 comments
Carillo Trail — Image by kenne
“The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body.”
— Jean Baudrillard
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Fall Colors On Bear Wallow Trail On Mt. Lemmon 3 comments
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
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Happy Easter from the Sonoran Desert 5 comments
Photo-Artistry by kenne
Have a blessed holiday filled with happiness, love, and faith.
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Sonoran Desert Mushrooms 1 comment
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
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Desert Morning — Abstract Art 2 comments
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
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Desert Spring — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Everyone on the face of the Earth
has a treasure that lies waiting for them.
— Paulo Coelho
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Ravens Gathering On The Ridge 1 comment
Ravens Gathering On The Ridge — Image by kenne
Ravens on the ridge
Gather for the funeral
Death is without end.
— kenne
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Cactus Blossom In The Utah Desert Leave a comment
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.
―
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Shelter In The Storm 1 comment
Shelter In The Storm — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Cabin abandoned
Hikers aware of a storm
Seeking some shelter.
— kenne
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The Drought Continues Leave a comment
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
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A Tucson Sunset 1 comment
A Tucson Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Do not go gentle into the night
Rage, rage against the dying of the light
— Dylan Thomas
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Regal Horned Lizard Leave a comment
Regal Horned Lizard — Image by kenne
Not a horny toad
A lizard with lots of class
Blinding with the ground.
— kenne
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Where The Desert Meets The Sea 4 comments
“Where The Desert Meets The Sea” (El Pinacate Biosphere Reserve, a UNESCO World Heritage Site On the Sea of Cortez) — Image by kenne
Puerto Peñasco
Where the desert meets the sea
Beauty in contrast.
— kenne
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An Active Osprey Nest 3 comments
Near where we were staying in Puerto Peñasco, I spotted what looked like an active Osprey nest.
After a closer investigation, I was able to see an osprey sitting this carefully created work of art. There are no trees on the desert coast of the Sea of Cortez, so the Osprey makes good use of any structure high off the ground.
Once confirming that the nest was active, I started looking around for the mate. That’s when a spotted the other osprey on a nearby power pole, already expressing some displeasure with my being too close to the nest.
The two Ospreys began calling to one another. As I moved closer to the sentry Osprey, he turned and flow to a distant pole.
The feathers of this hawk always seem ruffled due to when diving after fish, Ospreys completely submerge themselves underwater and still are able to fly away with their prey. Most other fish-eating birds of prey can only pluck fish from the surface of the water as they fly by. Like all birds of prey, Ospreys are amazing animals.
— kenne
