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Earth, Sky and Tumacácori   Leave a comment

Nogales“Earth, Sky and Tumacácori” — Photo Artistry by kenne

A priestly man
once traveled
the desert southwest

mounted a horse
armed only with love
a force without
a presidio of soldiers

connecting with people
of many tribes

building adobe missions
each opened to the morning sun
located within walking distance
understanding the desert paradox.

— kenne

San José de Tumacácori Mission   Leave a comment

NogalesSan José de Tumacácori Mission Church Ruins — Image by kenne

Father Kino wanted a good place to settle:
A place near water, like the Santa Cruz River.

Listen close — the sound of water and animals
in a region then known as the Pimería Alta.

The Fathers followed the trading routes of the
Tohono O’odham, where they worked together,

often roaming hundreds of miles
sleeping by the rivers, purifying their ears.

— kenne

Window of Yesterdays   2 comments

De Anza TrailWindow of Yesterdays — Computer Painting by kenne

Our Window Of Yesterdays

Like Cinderella’s
glass slipper

only one shoe
had the right fit.

In life’s early years
it took time
searching
for the right fit —
trying on
many different shoes
before the music
brought us together.

I
slipped into you

tying you
to my body –

knowing
only you
could get so close.

We
have walked

many miles
not always in step
but at the start of each day
you were there.

You
supported each step
through the good times
when we danced together
and the bad times
when the music stopped.

Over the years
I knew
where we were going
you knew
where we had been
as our
 souls
have now worn thin —
broken
held together by twin
only now expressing
the secret face
of our enter selves.

Having been seduced
by a lover’s
darkest kiss
no longer laced together —
merely to be left behind
in the window
of yesterdays
kissed only
by tomorrow’s sun.

kenne

Ken’s Stuff and More Stuff   Leave a comment

Kenneth Harris-1613 blogKenneth Harris (May 20, 2017) — Image by kenne

“Stuff.”
One of my favorite words is stuff.

“That’s Super Stuff!”
“Make Stuff”
“I Love Free Stuff”
“The Good Stuff”
“My Stuff”
“Stuff in My Life”
“Stuff That Works”
“The Right Stuff”
“How’s Your Stuff?”

There are so many variations on the use of the word stuff. This last May we attended the last “Ken and Mary’s Blues Project” house concert in Porter, Texas. Before the music started, Kenneth Harris told the story of how the Project came about from his listening to Sunday blues on Houston’s KPFT. One Sunday he was listening to Nuri Nuri’s Blues Brunch.

“. . . he [Nuri] was interviewing this guy, and they played some of his stuff, and I called Nuri on the phone, and I said Nuri do you know anybody in the Houston area that can do that type of stuff, and he told me you meet me at Billy Blue’s like next Saturday night.”

Long story short, Kenneth found that stuff in the form of the Moe Hansum Band.

As I listen to Kenneth’s story I couldn’t help but think of Guy Clark’s “Stuff that Works.”

Stuff that works, stuff that holds up 
The kind of stuff you don’ hang on the wall 
Stuff that’ real, stuff you feel 
The kind of stuff you reach for when you fall

Continuing on this theme of “Stuff,” in the 1970’s there was a jazz-funk band called “Stuff.” The members were Gordon Edwards (bass), Richard Tee (keyboards), Eric Gale (guitar), Cornell Dupree (guitar), Chris Parker (drums), and later Steve Gadd (drums).

There is good stuff and not so good stuff, because of what we do with our stuff. We have too much stuff. Earth’s beauty is being scarred by the stuff we throw away daily. As someone who spends a lot of time outdoors admiring nature’s beauty, I see stuff on our trails, hanging in trees, blowing in the wind, in our lakes and streams.

In December of 2007, a short documentary was released. The documentary was critical of excessive consumerism and promotes sustainability, which has gone from a movie to a movement over the last ten years — a Community of more than a million changemakers worldwide, working to build a more healthy and just planet. This land is our land! You can join the movement. 

 

 

Hiker   Leave a comment

Sunset Hiker-9501 Painting blog IIHiker — Computer Painting by kenne

Boots stir the trail dust
the morning you know,

shadows fashion the ground
soon to be abandoned.

She leads us into the, 
a hiking we will go.

Others follow her shadows
bright sunlight in their eyes,

the trail edges glow
a sun lit boardwalk.

In this land of the past
Spanish wagons kept coming

building a place of worship
near the Santa Cruz,

Tumacácori up river
from Nogales — I believe.

This is my new land
in the land of old

where hiking
is my past time.

Is this world real,
or a reflection of dreams

on the shadow side 
of nature’s spirit

not blind to the worth
of this wonderful gift.

— kenne

 

 

Old Western Bunk House   Leave a comment

Bunk House Interior (1 of 1) art layer blogOld Western Bunk House
Off the Juan Bautista de Anza National Historical Trail

near the Santa Cruz River.
— Computer Art by kenne

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