Archive for the ‘Fall’ Category
Fall Landscape — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“It is precisely because we resist
the darkness in ourselves
that we miss the depths
of the loveliness, beauty,
brilliance, creativity, and joy
that lie at our core.”
— Thomas Moore
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End of Day Reflections — Image by kenne
Picture window
Fall sunset
Darkness settles
Lights shine inside
Window reflects
Sunset is gone
Day becomes night
Mirror window
‘Look in thy glass and tell the face thou viewest …’
— kenne
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Leaves On A Log — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Went looking for faith on the forest floor,
and it showed up everywhere.
In the sun, and the water,
and the falling leaves,
the falling leaves of time.
— Neil Young
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Fallen Leaves — Abstract Art by kenne
The mountain leaves
Now cover the ground
Shadows of limbs.
— kenne
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Early Morning Light on Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Beneath a yellow fading tree,
As red suns light thee, Autumn-morn,
In wildest rapture let me see
The sweets that most thy charms adorn.
O while my eye the landscape views,
What countless beauties are display’d;
What varied tints of nameless hues, —
Shades endless melting into shade.
— from “Autumn” by John Clare
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The Slopes are Waiting — Image by kenne
It’s been a warm and dry fall on Mt. Lemmon, which could be a sign of little moisture and low temperatures the winter for Sky Valley.
— kenne
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End of November — Image by kenne
End of November
The canyon has bedded down
Moon rises along.
— kenne
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First Camellia Bonsai Blossom — Image by kenne
One year ago October, our friends Kathy and Bob from Winchester, Virginia visited us. They gave us our first camellia bonsai tree. Since then I have been careful to make sure it was watered regularly here in the desert southwest. Although it is typically a late fall blooming plant, the little tree didn’t have any blossoms when we receive it. So, we have been anxiously waiting for it to bloom this fall, wondering if the buds were ever going to open. This image is the first blossom.
Thanks again, Kathy and Bob for the lovely bonsai.
— kenne
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Yellow Rose Muse, Made for Soothing Thoughts — Image by kenne
“The greatest weapon against stress
is our ability to choose one thought over another.”
— William James
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Autumn
Sun smudge on
the smoky water
— Archibald MacLeish
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Autumn Leaves — Grunge Art by kenne
Just ask anyone
Fall is their favorite time,
Admire while you can.
— kenne
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Fall Festival Art by kenne
They enter the mystery festival tents
glowing in the orange sunset.
The heat of summer long gone
leaving behind a soft breeze,
spinning the hanging art.
Time no longer here,
this is just a painting
of what was. And still
I feel the orange sunset
as the breeze gives life to art.
— kenne
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Fall Leaves at Peace — Image by kenne
Fall leaves at peace
still
holding raindrops
coming in the darkness
of night, understated,
still,
I wish the drops
would soak the leaves
as if to give them life
again,
connecting the ground,
breathing.
— kenne
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Fall, Stamped and Delivered — Computer Art by kenne
Stamped, mailed, delivered,
Photos and poems were sent
For another year.
— kenne
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Fall Colors — Computer Art by kenne
For the lands, and for these passionate days, and for myself,
Now I awhile return to thee, O soil of Autumn fields,
Reclining on thy breast, giving myself to thee,
Answering the pulses of thy sane and equable heart,
Tuning a verse for thee.
O Earth, that hast no voice, confide to me a voice!
O harvest of my lands! O boundless Summer growths!
O lavish, brown, parturient earth! O infinite, teeming womb!
O theatre of time, and day, and night!
A verse, to seek to see, to narrate thee.
— from “A Carol of Harvest for 1867” by Walt Whitman
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