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Alone In The Dark   1 comment

Panicled Tick Trefoil-Edit-1-72Panicled Tick Trefoil Wildflower — Image by kenne

Alone in the dark
Peering out at a hiker
Going unnoticed.

— kenne

Common Mellana   1 comment

Butterfly-0255-Monk Skipper-72-2.jpgCommon Mellana — Image by kenne

 

The Simple Truth   Leave a comment

12th Man-art-Edit-1-7212th Man — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Some things
you know all your life. They are so simple and
   true
they must be said without elegance, meter and
   rhyme,
they must be laid on the table beside the
   salt-shaker,
the glass of water, the absence of light gathering
in the shadows of picture frames, they must be
naked and alone, they must stand for
   themselves.

— from the poem, The Simple Truth by Philip Levine

“Entrance” — Abstract Art   1 comment

Jill's Entrance-Edit-3-Edit-1-art-72-2.jpg“Entrance” — Abstract Art by kenne

Inside looking out
Colors move as the sun shines
Through plate glass windows.

— kenne

Cutleaf Evening Primrose — Photo-Artistry   1 comment

Cutleaf Evening Primrose-Edit-3-art-Edit-1-72Cutleaf Evening Primrose — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“There are philosophies as varied as the flowers of the field,
and some of them weeds and a few of them poisonous weeds.”

— G. K. Chesterton

Bear Canyon Trail — Photo-Artistry   Leave a comment

Seven Falls Trail Saguaro Sun-art-72.jpgBear Canyon Trail — Photo-Artistry by kenne

I sometimes choose to think that man is a dream,
thought an illusion, and only rock is real. Rock and sun
. . . belief? What do I believe in? I believe in sun. In 
rock. In the dogma of the sun and the doctrine of the rock.
I believe in blood, fire, woman, rivers,  eagles, storms,
drums, flutes, banjos and broom-tailed horses.

— Edward Abbey, A Voice Crying In The Wilderness

 

Age Finally Caught-Up With Fox   3 comments

There once was a feisty little dog
whose name was Fox.
He demanded 100 percent from
his human friend, Jill.

In the beginning of their relationship
he was able to get what he wanted,
he needed her and she needed him.
Fox was her baby and he knew it. 

Over time Fox learned to tolerate
others as long as Jill was around,
remaining very jealous of her attention.
Then James came on the scene.

Like his human friends, over time
he got gray, hard of hearing and 
and learning to live with vision lose.
Even so, Jill give him life till the end.

(Fox died May 11, 2019 at the age of 22.)

— kenne

Thanksgiving 2009James and Fox (2009)

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAFox, Chase, Jill and Joy (Christmas, 2001)

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAFox and Jill (Christmas, 2001)

Ken&Fox2006-01-15-05-2006 -72Kenne and Fox (2006) 

 

 

Posted July 17, 2019 by kenneturner in Houston, Information, Photography, Poetry

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