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.
Archive for the ‘Fall’ Category
Leaves On A Log — Photo-Artistry Leave a comment
Fallen Leaves On The Ground Leave a comment
Fallen Leaves — Abstract Art by kenne
The mountain leaves
Now cover the ground
Shadows of limbs.
— kenne
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Early Morning Light Highlights Fall on Mt. Lemmon 3 comments
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 Leave a comment
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 Leave a comment
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 1 comment
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 6 comments
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
