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We Stand At The Altar Of Nature   Leave a comment

Mt. Lemmon TrainImage by kenne

Standing At The Altar Of Nature

When we stand at
the altar of nature,

we stand with the greats;
Ralph Waldo Emerson,
Henry David Thoreau,
and John Muir,
each having helped define
our relationship
with nature and language —
“every natural fact is a symbol
of some spiritual fact,
. . . words are signs of natural facts.”

Nature’s beauty becomes
a source of spiritual energy
connecting all things
into a universal whole
with the energy of our
thoughts and will.

We stand at nature’s altar
not separate from her,
seeing us in the flowers,
insects, animals, mountains,
creating a unified landscape
of our inward and outward senses.

Like all relationships,
the experience depends
on the degree of harmony
between us and nature,
therefore becoming a gift
granted while walking with nature
as she is embraced in our minds –
Enlighten, she shares her secrets,
making the universe more “transparent.”
Yet the gift may only offer a glimpse,
to be shared in images and words,
charming all living things.

kenne


Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. — John Muir

Carpenter Bee on Mountain Marigold   1 comment

Bee on Mountain Marigold blogCarpenter Bee on Mountain Marigold — Image by kenne

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

— W.B. Yates

 

Two-Tailed Swallowtail Photo-Artistry   2 comments

SCVN Nature Walk 08-08-12Two-Tailed Swallowtail Photo-Artistry by kenne

I love you, I love you, I love you,
with the armchair and the book of death,
down the melancholy highway
in the iris’s darkened garret,
in our bed that was once the moon’s bed,
and in that dance, the turtle dreamed of.

— Federico García Lorca

 

Wild Turkey On Mt. Lemmon   Leave a comment

Mt Lemmon Photo ShootWild Turkey On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne

TURKEYS

The turkeys wade the close to catch the bees
In the old border full of maple trees
And often lay away and breed and come
And bring a brood of chelping chickens home.
The turkey gobbles loud and drops his rag
And struts and sprunts his tail and then lets drag
His wing on ground and makes a huzzing noise,
Nauntles at passer-bye and drives the boys
And bounces up and flies at passer-bye.
The old dog snaps and grins nor ventures nigh.
He gobbles loud and drives the boys from play;
They throw their sticks and kick and run away.
—John Clare (1793-1864)

Bee On A Thistle   Leave a comment

Mt Bigelow 07-15-13Bee On A Thistle — Image by kenne

Bee on a thistle
Digging for nature’s juices
Growing and changing.

— kenne

Shaggy Mane Mushrooms   Leave a comment

Butterfly Trail July 2013Shaggy Mane Mushrooms — Image by kenne

A shaggy mane mushroom in it’s black,
inky goop stage with younger more eatable ones.

— kenne

Yarrow Wildflower   2 comments

Sunset Trail HikeYarrow  Wildflower (Achillea Millefolium) on Mt. Lemmon — Images by kenne

a beautiful plant

alive or dry

long lasting

diffidently not a

one-night stand

possessing 

herbal properties

providing a variety

of benefits

throughout the ages

medieval to modern

known for

clotting blood to

increasing intelligence

just ask the 

 Pueblo peoples —

try chewing before

fire-eating.

— kenne

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