Archive for the ‘Ravens’ Category
Two Ravens in The Olive Tree — Image by kenne
The Raven Always Listens
The raven always listens
to the wind—
a language older
than feather or bone.
Beside him,
his mate tilts her head,
black eyes catching
what cannot be seen.
Together they perch
on the edge of silence,
hearing the world
move through the air,
two shadows bound
by the endless song
of the wind.
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Love Birds — Photo-artistry by kenne
Life Is a Poem
Life is a poem, not written in lines,
but walked in winds, in roots, in signs—
in acts that echo canyon walls,
in leaps, in loss, in sudden calls.
Not crafted solely out of speech,
but in the places words can’t reach—
the morning’s hush, the falling rain,
the joy that rises after pain.
I move through days like verse unfolds,
not always neat, not always told.
Yet something vast moves deep within—
a rhythm wide as where I’ve been.
And so I walk, and so I try,
to live in tune with earth and sky—
each breath, each step, a sacred part
of that great poem beyond the heart.
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A Raven Couple Lives In Our Neighborhood — Image by kenne
The Hills of Cualann
In the youth of summer
The hills of Cualann
Are two golden horns,
Two breasts of childing,
Two two of light.
In the age of winter
They are two rusted swords,
Two waves of darkness,
Two moons of ice.
— Joseph Campbell
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Raven in Flight — Image by kenne
“The raven spread out its glossy wings and departed like hope.”
— Cecilia Dart-Thornton, The Battle of Evernight
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Saguaros In Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“Wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit,
and as vital to our lives as water and good bread.
A civilization which destroys what little remains of the wild,
the spare, the original, is cutting itself off from its origins
and betraying the principle of civilization itself.”
— Edward Abbey
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Three Ravens Of Christmas — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Ravens high on a snow-covered tree
Carrying on a winter conversation
Shaking snow on passersby.
What fun for them and those watching
Sharing the spirit of a new-fallen snow
Passing clouds and a nipping wind
Add mystery to a wintery scene.
— kenne
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A Raven Morning in Sabino Canyon — Computer Painting by kenne
The ravens paint the picture
interrupting a manifestation of being
when what seems close is still far away
on a dark and cloudy morning,
yet knowing not to sit in silence.
— kenne
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The first gallery of photos was taken on the SCVN Friday hike in Pima Canyon (November 6, 2015). During the hike we notice a flock of ravens, not a common sight since raven tend to be solitary or in pairs. So, later in the day I did a little research on ravens. The best answer I could find for why ravens might flock together was that of young migrating ravens.
(Click on any of the images for a larger view in a slideshow format.)
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Pima Canyon Trail
Young Ravens may form juvenile flocks or “gangs”, which helps them when they are foraging for food. They actually play together, flying and catching objects in the air. They will make their own toys for entertainment, play with wolves or dogs in a game of chase, and even slide down snow hills — interesting!
Like many people, I’m fascinated by these very intelligent birds and take photos of them at every opportunity. Here are a few.
kenne
Images by kenne
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