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Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
My Dear Mountains
Every day I try to say,
To say words describing
My attraction to you.
Exploring the reasons,
The reasons why
You nurture my well-being.
Is it your dance,
The dance you perform
In and around me?
Is it the call,
The call of the Echo
The voice of last words?
Is it the view,
The view
of the shadowed canyons?
Is it chiseled outlined,
The chiseled outlined
against the Sonoran sky?
Is it the hikes,
The hikes I take
In your shadows?
Is it crown clouds,
Crown clouds
that cradle your peaks?
Is it the colors,
The colors captured
from the sunset?
Is it the blue-blackness,
The blue-blackness weighed
Against the moonlit sky?
Is it night lightning,
Night lightning
That ignites you?
Is it your past,
Your past
that holds the future?
Is it a reflection,
A reflection of my being
The self-image that I love?
Is it all things,
All things
That connects us?
Is it the answers,
The answers you share
When we are together?
Is it the why,
The why
I ask questions?
Is it my words,
The words in the questions
you repeat after me?
So many questions,
Questions only we
Can answer together.
Every day I try,
I try to become
By being near you.
It is our being together,
Being together that
Enables my existence.
Every day I try,
I try to say words
That echoes the essence of existence.
— kenne
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Jeff and Phil lead others to the base of the ridge — Images by kenne
The trail begins merciful,
level and wide for
our first steps.
The sun greeting us
rising above the mountains
warming the morning air.
Our path is straight
into the canyon
through winter’s brown.
Soon the trail narrows
turning left, then right
with carved rock stairs.
The pace slows as
fellow hikers snake-line
up the steep slopes.
As we near the first ridge,
the sky seems smaller,
staying alert with each step.
Hiking the lower canyon walls,
soon we reach the first saddle,
we break for the vistas.
Seeing no bighorn sheep,
only white rocks mistook
for their white rumps.
Climbing up and
around the next ridge,
water flowing from its top.
A steep drop in the trail
beckons thoughts of yet
another ridge to climb.
Reaching a thousand feet
above the trailhead before
hiking down to the pools.
Winter rains have provided
plenty of water for breathtaking
views of the pools and falls.
Spring break will bring
students’ cliff jumping into
the deeper Romero Pools.
I share a silent moment
above the pools with
only my shadow companion.
— kenne
Images by kenne
CLICK HERE TO SEE ALL PHOTOS OF HIKING ROMERO POOLS TRAIL, JANUARY 2015.
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“Life On A Gneiss Rock” — Image by kenne
When you spend time in Sabino Canyon, you will see a lot of gneiss rock. Twenty-five million years ago two ancient rock types, 1.4-billion-year-old Oracle granite and 50-million-year-old wilderness granite combined to form a type of striped and banded rock called gneiss — pronounced “nice.” Today these striped rocks are seen in canyon cliffs and some streambeds. On the more shaded cliffsides, it is common to find different types of mosses and ferns growing on the nice rocks, especially during rainy seasons.
— kenne
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December Snow On the Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
Snow arrives at night
Dusting the higher ridges
Gone by mid-morning.
— kenne
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Phil Bentley iPhone image of snow above Sabino Canyon (January 1, 2019)
— Photo Artistry by kenne
Snow made it below the ridge
Dusting the lower Sabino Canyon
Clouds over endless mountains
Begin to open holes for the morning sun
Shinning a spotlight on the fresh snow.
The road up the mountain closed for days
A thick cloud cover no longer opens to the sun
As a few light flacks of snow float by
In the valley chilled by the mountain air
Taking whatever comes to the washes below.
— kenne
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Straw In The Water — Photo-Artistry by kenne
straw in the water
slowing down the water flow
but, how can I tell
— kenne
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New Year’s Day Morning with More Snow On The Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
