Archive for the ‘Photography’ Category
Political signs were a common sight on our August road trip, especially in Texas and the southeast.— Image by kenne
“You are never dedicated to something you have complete confidence in. No one is fanatically shouting that the sun
is going to rise tomorrow. They know it’s going to rise tomorrow. When people are fanatically dedicated to political
or religious faiths or any other kinds of dogmas or goals, it’s always because these dogmas or goals are in doubt.”
— from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance by Robert M. Pirsig
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Hiking Rock Creek Trail (August 6, 2006) — Images by kenne
Chasing Life’s Horizons
Ain’t nothing better
than hiking through
a window in the sky —
the air is fresh,
the sky is blue,
a magical mystery
in a world of horizons
far as the eye can see.
Chased by every hiker,
a vision soon left behind
only to be replaced
by another, another
magical mystery.
— kenne
Rock Creek is a beautiful Eastern Sierra backcountry canyon in the John Muir Wilderness (Jerry, George, and Kenne, August 6, 2006)
“Art is the funnel, as it were, through which spirit is poured into life.”
― Thomas Mann
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Mt. Lemmon Columbine — Image by kenne
I hold no preference among flowers,
so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.
— Edward Abbey
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Selma, Alabama is the Ninth Poorest City in Amarica Per Capital (August 10, 2021)
Selma Gave America the Right to Call Itself A Democracy
We still have many bridges to CROSS,
So come on ya’ll and LET US!
Let us start, Yes you and me
With a simple and easy decree,
To do something simple, EVERYDAY,
To uplift Ourselves and Our Families,
In small, Nugget-size Ways!
So,
When STONES are THROWN to Slay
Us ALL,
We Must, We WILL, We SHALL, build
bridges instead of walls!
And so,
We catch their stones and build
bridges of Respect and LOVE for
Ourselves, Our Families, and ALL
Communities who share this World!
We catch their stones and build
bridges because, EVERYONE
matters equally in the World!
— from “REFLECTING on Selma Alabama” by D. Olivia Jones
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Santa Catalina Indian Paintbrush — Image by kenne
Love is like wildflowers;
It’s often found in the most unlikely places.
— Ralph Waldo Emerson
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Hiking Up Box Camp Trail In The Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
The Tucson basin
Santa Rita’s to the south
Hiking Box Camp trail
Leaving the tall pines
An existential moment
Illumination
— kenne
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Cayden, Audrey, Joy, Robin, and Cayla (August 15, 2021) — Images by kenne
With the arrival of Robin late afternoon on the 15th, we were able to spend time with all the Morris grandchildren —
missioned accomplished! This image captured the shared pleasure of all, especially that of grandma, Joy.
Cayla practicing her new found skill of tying bows
Kenne and Cayla in Backyard — Image by Joy
While spending time with the Morris’s, we were able to spend most of our time outside. When we were inside, we wore masks.
Cayden and Cayla
Children of the pandemic
Very accepting
— kenne
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Golden Columbine On Box Camp Trail (Santa Catalina Mountains) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Mountain rains
bring out wildflowers
yellow and orange
in a sea green.
— kenne
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Praying Mantis — Images by kenne
In today’s world, “even the mantis has stopped praying.”
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Sullivan’s Island Beach — Photo-Artistry by kenne
"Let me disclose the gifts reserved for age
To set a crown upon your lifetime's effort.
First, the cold friction of expiring sense
Without enchantment, offering no promise
But bitter tastelessness of shadow fruit
As body and soul begin to fall asunder.
Second, the conscious impotence of rage
At human folly, and the laceration
Of laughter at what ceases to amuse.
And last, the rending pain of re-enactment
Of all that you have done, and been; the shame
Of motives late revealed, and the awareness
Of things ill done and done to others' harm
Which once you took for exercise of virtue."
-- T. S. Eliot, Four Quartets
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Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly — Images by kenne
my symbol of life
rests on a nearby flower
wings keep on moving
— kenne
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Cutleaf Evening Primrose — Image by kenne
Before going on our August road trip I created a number of draft posting that I never posted.
This one is from August 2, 2021 — doing some housekeeping.
— kenne
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Savannah Hotel Room Images (Auguat 11, 2021)
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Dragonfly: On the Road, Charleston, South Carolina (August 12, 2021) — Image by kenne
spotted at a far
zooming in on the moment
captured in my time
— kenne
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On The Road: Somewhere In West Texas — Image by kenne
many miles from home
on the road in west Texas
our August road trip
— kenne
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