Archive for the ‘Patio’ Category
Cactus Blossom — Image by kenne
I wait for the moment
I’ll return to the trails
as I did for twelve years
beneath Tucson’s blue sky
in some world of youth
and springtime. Give me,
Powers of the Universe,
the springtime but
spare me the child.
— kenne
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Patio Art (December 2005) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Pinwheel and windmill
Standing tall with the jade plant
In patio pot.
— kenne
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Spring View Off The Patio (Palo Verdes Blooming) — Image by kenne
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Patio Cactus Blossom — Bloomed Overnight — Image by kenne
“Love. In the best of times, it is a dream. In the worst of times, a salvation.”
— from “The Four Winds” by Kristin Hannah
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Gambel’s Quail On Patio Wall — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Was relaxing at home
When an old friend comes calling
A timely visit.
Moments in time go
Something can not be explained
Making us connect.
— kenne
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Yesterday’s Rainbow (December 31, 2021) — Image by kenne
What this rainbow didn’t have in color, it made up for it in brightness.
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White-winged Dove — Photo-Artistry by kenne
the dove sits and waits
till I leave the patio
still, the feeder waits
— kenne
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Northwest View from the Patio (Catalina Foothills) — Image by kenne
The clouds opened up just log enough to get this photo this morning.
Patio Panorama Northwest View
The view now is solid gray.
Patio Panorama Southern View (Look carefully and you will see large Snowflakes)
So far we have receive about an inch of rain here in Tucson with Mt Lemmon getting 12 inches of snow.
We need the moisture after 2020 being the driest year on record.
— kenne
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Patio Lemon Tree — Image by kenne
We have had a potted Meyer lemon plant on our patio for several years.
We fertilize and water it regularly. The record-setting desert heat this year
has been rough on our small plant. Some of the lemons formed splits in the surface.
This is the first year we have experienced the splitting. In addition to the hotter
than normal temperatures, we have had a little over two inches of rain,
which is about four inches less than normal for this time of year.
This year we still have 15 lemons on the plant, which is not a lot for this plant.
A couple years back we harvested 55 lemons.
— kenne
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Celestial Patio Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Reflections are real
It’s reality that’s not
Artists make it real.
— kenne
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Relaxing After A Hike — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“Ginger and Sorrow”
My skin is the cover of my body.
It keeps me bound to my surroundings.
It is the leather over my spine.
It is the silk over the corneas of my eyes.
Where I am hairless, at the lips and groin,
there is pinkness and vulnerability.
Despite a protective covering of horny skin,
there is no such problem with my fingers,
whose ridges and grooves are so gratifying
to both the lover and the criminologist.
I think perhaps the entire history
of me is here—viper of memory,
stab of regret, red light of oblivion.
Hell would be living without them.
— Henri Cole
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Alamos Patio (Hacienda de los Santos) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
We share tequila
A dash of salt and lemon —
Love potion nectar.
— kenne
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Mourning Dove Image by kenne
Mourning Doves are primarily a bird of open country, scattered trees, and woodland edges, but large numbers roost in woodlots during winter. They feed on the ground in grasslands, agricultural fields, backyards, and roadsides.
They typically nest amid dense foliage on the branch of an evergreen, orchard tree, mesquite, cottonwood, or vine. Unbothered by nesting around humans, Mourning Doves may even nest on gutters, eaves, light fixtures or abandoned equipment.
The male will bring nesting material to the female. She generally builds a very flimsy nest with no insulation. This one is atop a light fixture right outside our door.
— kenne
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Patio Sunset, June 28, 2010 — Image by kenne
The first of many sunsets I have captured from our Tanuri Ridge patio.
Sunset # ***
How do you describe a sunset
when they’re all beautiful?
Yet, they are all different
and deserving of expression.
Try as I may,
words become redundant,
depleted of feeling,
left only with the silence
of nature’s best
at the end of the day —
Sunset # ***
— kenne
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Painted Lady Butterfly — Image by kenne
I gently rub
my beard
in deep thought
distracted only
by an occasional
butterfly
passing by
in the middle
of the day.
I savor
the moment
rubbing
white whiskers
navigating through
mind droppings
reaching out
to catch
a falling star.
The desert sky
bluer than the
bluest of blues
a backdrop to
sun-scalded red
creating visuals
turning to words
honed by the soul
itching to be scratched.
— kenne
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