7 Falls Spring Hike — Image by kenne
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Spring Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Wildflower
I found you in the desert
And in the murky gulch
Through the trees
And in between
The mountains’ ivory clutch
Wildflower
I’ve put you in my home
And my faucet is the draught
With which you drink
Like river stream
And early morning trout
Wildflower
I have made a mistake
You grow on hills
Where we don’t stay
But in my house
What saves now kills
Wildflower
I let you go
— Casey
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Springtime On The Trail 6 comments
Springtime On The Trail — Image by kenne
“They’ll look for you in a field of roses,
having never really known you at all.
For you’ll never be found in a perfectly tendered garden,
you’re an untameable wildflower in this wild world.”
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Spirit Mountain Wildflowers 3 comments
Spirit Mountain, Nevada Wildflowers (March 29, 2023) — Images by kenne
To see a World in a Grain of Sand
And a Heaven in a Wild Flower
Hold Infinity in the palm of your hand
And Eternity in an hour
— from Auguries of Innocence by William Blake
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One Down, Two To Go Leave a comment
Because These Cactus Blossoms Opened During Easter Week, They Are Our Easter White Cactus Blossoms. — Image by kenne
Our potted cactus
Grows too slow to be noticed
Until it’s springtime.
— kenne
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Life Springs Eternal – New Life in the Presence of Death — Image by kenne
There are signs of life and death all around
that have evolved throughout all existence
towards a collective mitigation of existential
and catastrophic risks yet only in the present does
the proliferation of life affirms and consciously evolves.
— kenne
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Creosote Bush Blossoms 2 comments
Spring In The Sonoran Desert — Image by kenne
The Creosote bush is a plant of extremes: it is a widely used medicinal plant; it is the most drought tolerant
perennial in North America, and it may be the oldest living plant.
Creosote (Larrea tridentata), also known as greasewood, is the most common shrub in three of the four north American deserts.
It is too cold in the Great Basin Desert of Nevada, but it thrives in the Mojave, Sonoran, and Chihuahuan deserts.
Creosote is an evergreen shrub, commonly up to six feet tall or taller, that has tiny green leaves, yellow flowers,
and grey-fuzzy fruit. It flowers several times a year depending on rainfall. — Source: Arizona Daily Independent
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New Mexico Groundsel — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Spring
Spring is proof
that we were right to hope
even in the darkness.
— Samantha Reynolds
(NY Times readers were invited to share an original poem
of about 15 words on the theme of renewal. This was on of them.)
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Spring — Bees On A Thistle 2 comments
Bees On A Thistle — Image by kenne
Spring
To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know.
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of the crocus.
The smell of the earth is good.
It is apparent that there is no death.
But what does that signify?
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots.
Life in itself
Is nothing,
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Spring Wildflowers In The Sonoran Desert Leave a comment
Spring Wildflowers in the Sonoran Desert — Image by kenne
A very dry spring
Some wildflowers beat the odds
Flaunting the experts.
— kenne
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Desert Spiny Lizard 1 comment
Desert Spiny Lizard — Image by kenne
We have been experiencing some warmer spring weather here in the desert,
so more lizards are on the move
— kenne
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Don’t Lose Hope 2 comments
Queen Butterfly — Image by kenne
Don’t lose hope
spring is on its way
look, and you will see
the signs everywhere.
— kenne
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Picacho Peak State Park In The Spring Leave a comment
Picacho Peak State Park In The Spring — Image by kenne
A Sort Of A Song
Let the snake wait under
his weed
and the writing
be of words, slow and quick, sharp
to strike, quiet to wait,
sleepless.
—through metaphor to reconcile
the people and the stones.
Compose. (No ideas
but in things) Invent!
Saxifrage is my flower that splits
the rocks.
his weed
and the writing
be of words, slow and quick, sharp
to strike, quiet to wait,
sleepless.
—through metaphor to reconcile
the people and the stones.
Compose. (No ideas
but in things) Invent!
Saxifrage is my flower that splits
the rocks.
— William Carlos Williams
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Desert Spring Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Spring Morning
O day—if I could cup my hands and drink of you,
And make this shining wonder be
A part of me!
O day! O day!
You lift and sway your colors on the sky
Till I am crushed with beauty. Why is there
More of reeling sunlit air
Than I can breathe? Why is there sound
In silence? Why is a singing wound
About each hour?
And perfume when there is no flower?
O day! O Day! How may I press
Nearer to loveliness?
— Marion Strobel
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“Spring” — Photo Artistry by kenne
“There is a sixth sense . . . that is the sense of wonder.”
— D. H. Lawrence
