Archive for the ‘Plants’ Category
Burrs, the Original Velcro — Image by kenne
You cling.
Let’s start there.
Not affection—
need.
You grab my sock
as if it owes you something,
as if we were once intimate
and I forgot to call.
I stand still,
arguing silently with a plant
that refuses to let go
without taking a piece of me.
— kenne
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Water Lily Painting by kenne
The scene feels almost meditative—
water lilies glowing
against the cool pond surface,
inviting you to linger a little longer.
— kenne
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For Twenty Years She Has Bloomed On Christmas Day — Image by kenne
Every year, she opens
without asking why—
white mouths of praise
lifting from the green.
How many ways
can faith be quiet?
— kenne
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Bougainvillea Time of The Year — Image by kenne
Every morning now
the bougainvillea glows—
a lantern in daylight.
How does it hold so much pink,
so much flame?
I touch one fallen bract on the ground
and feel the whole season
lean closer, whispering:
remember this brightness.
— kenne
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Potted Lemon Tree On the Patio — Image by kenne
Some years are stingy.
But not this one.
This year, the branches bowed
with golden lanterns,
each one shining
as though lit from within.
And I, rest among them,
felt forgiven
for every slight worry
I have carried.
— kenne
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Late-Autumn Glow On Our Patio by kenne
Late-Autumn Glow
The air’s gone thin and silver,
but the lemons keep their gold —
small suns refusing dusk,
the tree whispering: hold on.
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Raven on Agave chrysantha — Image by kenne
High Above the City
Black wings folded tight,
the raven waits on golden spires—
agave in bloom.
Far below, the streets
hum with heat and human drift—
unseen, unheard here.
Perched in thin silence,
it watches the city fade
into mountain light.
One call cracks the sky—
then nothing but the wind’s hand
on old stone and flame.
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California Evening Primrose — Image by kenne
Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whiles, like a puffed and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.
–William Shakespeare
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Oleander Blossoms — Image bu kenne
For every plant known to soothe or heal, there is another that can maim or kill.
— Wicked Plants
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Springtime In The Desert (Arizona Popcorn Flower) — Image by kenne
I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.
To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.
— from Lines Written In Early Spring by William Wordsworth
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Bottle-brush Blossom — Photo-artistry by kenne
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Silver-spotted Skipper — Image by kenne
Transparent gold spots
Ragged around the edges
Late in the season.
— kenne
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Bougainvillea Flower Closeup by kenne
The bougainvillea flower symbolic meanings are:
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passion
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liveliness
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life experience
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protection
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spiritual connection
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peace
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A Noble Scoliid Wasp On A Spreading Fleabane — Image by kenne
Beyond the shadows, beyond the rain
Beyond the darkness and all the pain
When you’re walkin’ in circles with holes in your shoes
Love is the road that leads beyond the blue
— from Beyond the Blues by Tom Russel
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Arizona Wild Cotton Blossom — Image by kenne
Arizona wild cotton (Gossypium thurberi) is a deciduous shrub with a lovely fall color. Also called desert cotton and
Mt. Lemmon cotton, this shrub can grow up to 10 feet tall by 4 feet wide. It has beautiful creamy white summer flowers,
and its palate leaves turn yellow and red in the fall before they fall off, and the plant goes dormant.
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