Archive for the ‘Nature’ Category
Madera Canyon is always a beautiful canyon in which to hike especially in the fall when the
Arizona Sycamores are in color. This SCVN Friday hike, in the Santa Rita Mountains,
provided a nice contrast to our usual hikes in the Santa Catalina Mountains.
This image is looking down on Madera Canyon below some of the higher pikes in the Santa Ritas
(The highest is Mt. Wrightson on the right with an elevation of 9,453 feet.)
Our hike began down near a dried-up creek bed, then taking us up along the canyon’s edge.
What a beautiful day to be hiking with friends and nature lovers.
Images by kenne
“Don’t walk in front of me… I may not follow
Don’t walk behind me… I may not lead
Walk beside me… just be my friend”
― Albert Camus
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Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists (SCVN) Photo-Essay
— Images by kenne
In every walk with nature
one receives far more than he seeks.
— John Muir
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Whimsical Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne
There’s a naked butterfly
With black and yellow wings
On a yellow body attracted to
Hidden wonders when rain
Washes away desert dust
Letting the world change —
I’m happy to watch the wind.
— kenne
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Golden Columbine — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Be empty.
Be still.
Watch everything
come and go.
This is the way
of Nature.
— Laozi
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View From The Patio — Panorama Image by kenne
“When the sun sets,
or the moon goes down,
it looks like the end.
It seems like a sunset,
but really,
it is dawn.”
— Rumi
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Sandpipers — Image by kenne
Sandpipers
Sandland where the salt water kills the sweet potatoes.
Homes for sandpipers-the script of their feet is on the sea shingles —
they write in the morning,
it is gone at noon-they write at noon,
it is gone at night.
Pity the land, the sea,
the ten mile flats,
pity anything but the sandpiper’s wire legs and feet.
— Carl Sandburg
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Desert Orangetip On a Fiddleneck — Photo-Art by kenne
“I discovered in nature the nonutilitarian delights that I sought in art.
Both were a form of magic, both were a game of intricate enchantment and deception.”
— from “Butterfies” by Vladimir Nabokov
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