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I Pray To The Birds   1 comment

Mockingbird Silouette-72Mockingbird Silhouette by kenne

“I pray to the birds because
 they remind me of what I love
rather 
than what I fear.
And at the end of my prayers,
they teach me how to listen.” 
― Terry Tempest Williams

Sabino Canyon Viewed from Blackett’s Ridge   1 comment

Blackett's Ridge_Panorama1-72Sabino Canyon Viewed from Blackett’s Ridge — Panorama by kenne

My blog confirms that I have experienced each encounter in my life twice:

once in the world, and once again on the blog.

— kenne

Song of Life   Leave a comment

Western Bluebird Silhouette-72Western Bluebird Silhouette by kenne

A traveler on a dusty road

Strewed acorns on the lea;

And one took root and sprouted up,

And grew into a tree.

Love sought its shade at evening-time,

To breathe its early vows;

And Age was pleased, in heights of noon,

To bask beneath its boughs.

The dormouse loved its dangling twigs,

The birds sweet music bore —

It stood a glory in its place,

A blessing evermore.

— from “Song of Life” by Charles MacKay

Rainy Day In Sabino Canyon — Some days Must Be Dark And Dreary   1 comment

Rain In Sabino Canyon-Edit-1-72Rainy Day In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne

The Rainy Day

The day is cold, and dark, and dreary

It rains, and the wind is never weary;

The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,

But at every gust the dead leaves fall,

        And the day is dark and dreary.

 

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;

It rains, and the wind is never weary;

My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,

But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,

        And the days are dark and dreary.

 

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;

Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;

Thy fate is the common fate of all,

Into each life some rain must fall,

        Some days must be dark and dreary.

 

— Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Sonoran Spring   2 comments

Sonoran Spring-72Sonoran Spring — Image by kenne

Most days I walk the rocky trails
with a camera hanging on my shoulder.
I stop, and again a little farther down
to gather a new perspective making use of
color and brightness everywhere I look.

With age, I have become a more casual hiker
allowing more time to ponder and train my eyes
to better capture the raw mystery and diversity
of plants and animals in the Sonoran spring,
where life is both fragile and strong.

— kenne

Entrance   1 comment

Entrance-art-72Entrance — Abstract Art by kenne

Light shines through the door
Without space and time between
You will find the way.

— kenne

Tucson Basin Panorama   Leave a comment

Blackett's Ridge-9892-Tucson Basin-72Tucson Basin as Viewed from Blackett’s Ridge — Panorama by kenne

“I love to soar in the boundless sky.
In the vast emptiness of the blue,
my soul rejoices
listening to the soundless music
of the wind.”

— from World Peace: The Voice of a Mountain Bird by Banani Ray, 

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