Gila Woodpecker at Patio Feeder — Image by kenne
These birds are noisy
Seen bullying other birds
On the patio.
— kenne
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Gila Woodpecker at Patio Feeder Leave a comment
Looking For Beauty On A Sad Day For Arizona 2 comments
Gaint Two-tailed Swallowtail — Photo-artistry by kenne
Despite the Arizona Supreme Court’s action taking us back to 1864 when only white men could vote,
and they could legally have sex with 10-year-old girls, there are many beautiful things in Arizona.
— kenne
Note: This first appeared on Instagram this morning.
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The Raven 6 comments
The Raven — Image by kenne
“Deep into that darkness peering,
long I stood there, wondering,
fearing, doubting, dreaming dreams
no mortal ever dared to dream before.”
— from The Raven by Edgar Allan Poe
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Springtime On The Trail 6 comments
Springtime On The Trail — Image by kenne
“They’ll look for you in a field of roses,
having never really known you at all.
For you’ll never be found in a perfectly tendered garden,
you’re an untameable wildflower in this wild world.”
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Stages Of Life Leave a comment
Image by kenne
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?
— from The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock by T S Eliot
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Lazy Photographer Framing The Image 3 comments
“One doesn’t stop seeing.
One doesn’t stop framing.
It doesn’t turn off and turn on.
It’s on all the time.”
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Hiking Esperero Trail In The Spring 3 comments
Hiking Esperero Trail In the Spring (Santa Catalina Mountains) –Image by kenne
In each line’s strange syllable: she awakes
as a gull, torn
between heaven and earth.
I accept her, stand with her face to face.
—in this dream: she wears her dress
like a sail, runs behind me, stopping
when I stop. She laughs
as a child speaking to herself:
“soul = pain + everything else.”
I bend clumsily at the knees
and I quarrel no more,
all I want is a human window
in a house whose roof is my life
–Marina Tsvetaeva
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Tanque Verde Ranch Wagon 2 comments
Tanque Verde Ranch Wagon — HDR Image by kenne
As one of America’s
old-time ranches,
the objective is to give
the ultimate dude ranch
experience.
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Mushrooms On A Log 3 comments
Mushrooms On A Log — HDR Image by kenne
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants – (1350)
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants –
At Evening, it is not
At Morning, in a Truffled Hut
It stop opon a Spot
As if it tarried always
And yet it’s whole Career
Is shorter than a Snake’s Delay –
And fleeter than a Tare –
’Tis Vegetation’s Juggler –
The Germ of Alibi –
Doth like a Bubble antedate
And like a Bubble, hie –
I feel as if the Grass was pleased
To have it intermit –
This surreptitious Scion
Of Summer’s circumspect.
Had Nature any supple Face
Or could she one contemn –
Had Nature an Apostate –
That Mushroom – it is Him!
— Emily Dickinson
(For you purest, with respect to Emily Dickinson, we know mushrooms are not plants, but rather they are fungi.)
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A Cavern In Arches National Park — Image by kenne
“There is nothing so American as our national parks …
the fundamental idea behind the parks …
is that the country belongs to the people,
that it is in the process of making for the
enrichment of the lives of all of us.”
— President Franklin D. Roosevelt
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Western Honeybee On A Meyer Lemon Blossom 1 comment
Western Honeybee On A Meyer Lemon Blossom — Image by kenne
Lemon Blossom
Fragrance was her forte,
and she wore it well.
Swaying to Fado,
eyes closed to this
unfathomable longing
delivered into song.
She stayed close to you,
scented like the flowers
she was named for,
until your knees
weakened and all
you could say
was,*Yes.
Yes, you are all
I could ever want.
Tonight, or
any other night.
Fragrant,
dancing, loving life
with every exquisite
inclination of your
beautiful, profound mind,
your lovely, ripened body.
— Elisa Maria Argiro
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San Xavier del Bac Mission 2 comments
San Xavier del Bac Mission — Images by kenne
Many people ask why the east tower was never finished. The builders ran out of money. The whole
church is unfinished—you can even see bits of murals penciled—but never painted—on the interior walls.
It remains a work in progress.
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The Sonoran Desert Connects You To The World 2 comments
Sutherland Trail In Catalina State Park — HDR Image by kenne
“When one tugs at a single thing in nature, he finds it attached to the rest of the world.”
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Burning Off The Morning Haze 2 comments
Burning Off The Morning Haze In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
Standing with the saguaros,
In Sabino Canyon
my soul feels the rhythm
of pure bliss.
— kenne
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Coming Up For Air 1 comment
Pond Slider — Image by kenne
“Never discourage anyone who continually makes progress, no matter how slow.”
— Plato
