Image by kenne
A desert sentinel atop a desert giant—
cactus wren and saguaro share the morning.
The artistic background softens the edges of the world,
leaving only the essentials: bird, cactus, sky, and wonder.
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Desert Sentinel Atop A Desert Giant Leave a comment
Another Beautiful Sonoran Sunset Leave a comment
Sonoran Sunset -- Image by kenne
The mountains darken, but above them
red, orange, and yellow gather
like old spirits around a fire,
warming the vast desert silence
one final time before night.
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Sabino Morning 2 comments
Saguaro Sunrise In the Canyon -- Image by kenne
Sabino Canyon at sunrise, stripped to monochrome—
the saguaro becomes an old witness,
arms raised through a hundred dawns,
telling the mountains
that silence is enough.
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Broad-billed Hummingbird at Nectar Feeder 2 comments
Broad-billed Hummingbird at Nector Feeder -- Image by kenne
The feeder swings lightly in morning air.
A hummingbird hovers,
tiny engine of wings and hunger,
pausing just long enough
to remind me that beauty
rarely waits for permission
to be noticed.
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Sedona Fenceline Leave a comment
Sedona Fenceline — Image by kenne
The fence does not divide the land—
it simply stands there, patient,
while the red mountains behind it
keep their old counsel with the sky.
Wind moves through cedar and dust,
and even silence here
seems to have roots.
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I’m 85 9 comments
I’m eighty-five—
though the number sits beside me
more than inside me.
Some mornings I rise feeling sixty,
still curious, still willing to wander.
At night I dream in the language of thirty,
doors still opening, roads still unnamed.
And sometimes—without apology—
seventeen returns, grinning.
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Happy Mother’s Day From The Desert Southwest 1 comment
HAPPY MOTHER’S DAY!
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Sonoran Spring Wildflowers Leave a comment
Sonoran Spring Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Along the trail,
the desert wildflowers arrive quietly—
yellow, violet, white—
as if the desert, after months of restraint,
has decided to speak
in small bursts of color.
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The Nurse Tree 2 comments
Dead Nurse Tree at Sunrise — Image by kenne
I can’t prove it—
But these young Saguaro cactus
stand there, steady in their twenties,
as if the dead nurse tree still lingers in them—
a memory of shade,
a shelter that did its work
and then let go.
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Eastern Collard Lizard Leave a comment
Eastern Collard Lizard Sunning in the Morning Sun — Image by kenne
Wind threads canyon walls,
yet the lizard stays anchored—
sun writes on its back.
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Curve-billed Thaster 1 comment
Curve-billed Thraster on an Ocotillo limb — Image by kenne
Amber eye watching,
it sings from thorns into light—
morning made audible.
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Silver-spotted Skipper 1 comment
Silver-spotted Skipper, a Little Rough Around the Edges — Image by kenne
To look at this skipper
is to confront the aesthetic of use.
The roughness at the margins suggests a history
we cannot access directly, only infer.
Unlike the pristine specimen, which invites admiration,
this one demands interpretation.
It asks:
what does it mean for a living form
to bear the marks of its own survival?
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Dragonfly In Black and White Leave a comment
Dragonfly in Black and White — Image by kenne
brushstroke dragonfly,
spine like a reed in wind—
the artist knew
what the marsh knows:
balance is a brief agreement
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Hiking Into The Morning Sun 3 comments
Hiking into the Morning Sun — Image by kenne
The desert does not hurry us.
Even the sun takes its time
climbing the ridge,
spilling light into every hollow.
We hike, and something in us
loosens—
as if the day is not something to conquer,
but something to meet
with open arms.
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Red-tailed Hawk Over Tucson Skies 4 comments
Red-tailed Hawk Over Tucson Skies — Image by kenne
