Indian Paintbrush Computer Art by kenne
Mountain Wildflowers
Spring on the mountains
Without rain only a few
Scattered here and there.
— kenne
Archive for the ‘Spring’ Category
Indian Paintbrush Computer Art Leave a comment
Spring on the mountains
Signs Of Spring In The Desert 2 comments
Saguaro Blossoms
Ocotillo Blossoms
Palo Verde Blossons
Spring in Sabino Canyon
Desert Hibiscus
Signs Of Spring In The Desert — Photo Essay by kenne
Desert Song
I thirst
for your rivers
your rippling mesas of sand
gold mirrors
on your sinuous curves
I thirst
for the saguaro
for the sweet juice of cactus
in the prickling sweat
of a desert sun
I thirst
for the searing of hot valleys
the bend of shimmer and heat
that bow that arcs the arrow
toward this center, my heart
I thirst
for the bloom, the sweet
languorous smells
this subtle perfume
elusive, as the scuttle of desert life
I thirst
for this tallest, deepest night
of stars and silence
when the moon is only a moon
silvering this light
— Ruth Housman
Another Sign Of Spring Leave a comment
Eastern Collared Lizard — Image by kenne
Another sign of spring in the desert are our reptile friends, most scurrying about making it difficult to photograph. But not the eastern collared lizard (Crotaphytus collaris), who like to pose for you on a nearby rock.
Welcome back, my friend — it is spring time in the Sonoran desert.
kenne
Solitude — “I’ll Take Mine On The Rocks!” 1 comment
“Spring On The Rocks” (Sabino Creek near the dam.) — Image by kenne
“When you sit in silence long enough, you learn that silence has a motion.
It glides over you without shape or form, exactly like water.
Its color is silver.
And silence has a sound you hear only after hours of wading inside it.
The sound is soft, like flute notes rising up, like the words of glass speaking.
Then there comes a point when you must shatter the blindness of its words,
the blindness of its light.”
― Anne Spollen, The Shape of Water
Morning Walk 1 comment
Western Sneezeweed and Honey Bee on Mt. Lemmon — Computer Art by kenne
Morning Walk
The morning air is dry
the sky is blue
a perfect time, thereby,
for a walk with you.
— kenne
A Sunflower For Joy 6 comments
A Sunflower for Joy –Grunge art by kenne
My best clothes
hang useless
next to old
faded t-shirts —
KLOL Rock Radio,
Chicago Blues Festival,
Sprint for Life,
all hiding memories
not forgotten, only
reserved for reasons
I cannot explain
nor feel I need to —
memories shared
like sunflowers
with Joy,
the secrets
routine prevents us
from discerning.
— kenne
Amazing What A Little Water Can Do In The Desert 1 comment
Roses in Tucson Garden — Images by kenne
Nobody knows this little Rose—
It might a pilgrim be
Did I not take it from the ways
And lift it up to thee.
Only a Bee will miss it—
Only a Butterfly,
Hastening from far journey—
On its breast to lie—
Only a Bird will wonder—
Only a Breeze will sigh—
Ah Little Rose—how easy
For such as thee to die!
— Emily Dickinson
