Squirrel On A Park Bench — Image by kenne
—Maya Angelou
Praying Mantis Egg Casing on a Mesquite Limb in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
This Styrofoam-like mass was created by a female praying mantis to protect a mass of 200-400 eggs. This egg case is called an ootheca. Females typically lay their eggs in the fall. Tiny mantid nymphs will hatch from their eggs while still inside the egg case and make their way out of the ootheca approximately three months later.
— kenne
Graber Olive Cannery Exterior Wall Mosaic II — Photo by kenne
— from Olives, by A.E. Stallings
Graber Olive Cannery Exterior Wall Mosaic — Photo by kenne
The Pits
— Richard Armour
“Things Are as They Are” — Grunge Art by kenne
– Alan Watts.
November 18, 2016, SCVN Friday hike was to Hutch’s Pool, one of our favorite hikes in the Santa Catalina Mountains. Here are some of the photos for your review. Click on any of the images to see a larger view in a slideshow format. Enjoy! — Images by kenne
Upper Sabino Canyon Panorama — View into Sabino Basin (Morning, November 18, 2016)
West Fork Trail Panorama (Trail to Hatch’s Pool, November 18, 2016)
Upper Sabino Canyon Panorama — View into Sabino Basin (Afternoon, November 18, 2016)
Panoramic Images by kenne
“Sabino Canyon is a treasure, and its greatest jewel may be its biologically rich streamside woodland, Such habitats are endangered ecosystems in the Southwest; only a small fraction have survived the influences of humankind and changing climate in the last century and a half. At least five other important communities of plants and animals are also represented within Sabino Canyon’s walls — in effect, the canyon offers us many of the lowland habitats of the Southwest in microcosm. In a similar way, Sabino Canyon’s history reflects in miniature our own evolving relationship with this remarkable region. The canyon’s easy accessibility adds enormously to its recreational, educational, and scientific value.”
— from Sabino Canyon – The Life of a Southwestern Oasis, by David Wentworth Lazaroff
Gardenia — Computer Art by kenne
— Alan Watts
Leaves On the Ground (Mt. Lemmon) — Image by kenneLeaves of brown they fall to the ground
And it’s here, over there leaves around
Shut the door, dim the lights and relax
What is more, your desire or the facts
Pitter patter the rain falling down
Little glamor sun coming round
Take a walk when autumn comes to town
Little stroll past the house on the hill
Some more coal on the fire will do well
And in a week or two it’ll be Halloween
Set the page and the stage for the scene
Little game the children will play
And as we watch them while time away
Look at me and take my breath away yeah
You’ll be smiling eyes beguiling
And the song on the breeze
Will call my name out and your dream
Chestnuts roasting outside as you walk
With your love by your side
The old accordion man plays mellow and bright
And you go home in the crispness of the night
Little later friends will be along
And if you feel like joining the throng
Just might feel like singing Autumn song
Just may feel like singing Autumn song
You’ll be smiling
Eyes beguiling
And the song on the breeze
Calls my name out in your dream
Chestnuts roasting outside
As you walk with your love by your side
And the old accordion plays mellow and bright
And you go home in the crispness of the night
Little later friends will be along
And if you feel like joining the throng
Just might feel like singing Autumn song
Just may feel like singing Autumn song
You’ll be smiling
Eyes beguiling
And the song on the breeze
Calls my name out in your dream
–Van Morrison
Autumn Song, by Van Morrison (Video)
View from the Green Mountain Trail with Thimble Peak & the Tucson Basin in the Background.
— Adapted from “Poem of October” by Dylan Thomas
Tucson Botanical Gardens — Image by kenne
Listen to the hummingbird
Whose wings you cannot see
Listen to the hummingbird
Don’t listen to me.
Listen to the butterfly
Whose days but number three
Listen to the butterfly
Don’t listen to me.
Listen to the mind of God
Which doesn’t need to be
Listen to the mind of God
Don’t listen to me.
— Leonard Cohen
Peloncillo Mountains — Images by kenne
Butterfly on Yellow Flower — Computer Art by kenne
No Names
I don’t know the flower or the butterfly’s name,
sometimes it’s not essential when the art
is created for posterity, not for a reference book.
On this late afternoon in early November,
as the slanting sun reflects off the patio
glass top table putting a stop to my work,
it was not that long ago that I would surrender
to the sun, retreating to the shade of the olive
tree before it became only a long shadow,
moving to the breeze, over the doves atop
the adobe wall as they gather the nerve
to fly down to the patio water fountain.
I thought of other autumn days whose shadows
are not limited to early morning and late afternoon,
deepening the blue of the north sky over the mountains.
Slowly the contrasting earth and sky colors
are giving way to dusk, an exalted dwindling light
going down, time rendered in magentas and mauves
as the bleeding canyon shadows now void of light
an illusion neither above nor below the canyon rifts —
night and day always together yet forever apart.
— kenne
Couple at Bryce Canyon National Park — Image by kenne
“Woodlands” (Aspen Draw Trail on Mt. Lemmon) — Computer Art by kenne
–Henry David Thoreau
