January Sunrise, Tanuri Ridge — Image by kenne
What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.
— from Four Quartets by T. S. Eliot
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January Sunrise, Tanuri Ridge 2 comments
The West Continues To Burn 1 comment
Forest Fires In Western States Transforms The Skies Over Tucson — Sunrise Image by kenne
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Sabino Canyon Sunrise 1 comment
Sabino Canyon Sunrise — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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Morning Sunlight — Saguaro National Park Leave a comment
Morning Sunlight in the Saguaro National Park – East — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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Sonoran Desert Sunrise 1 comment
Sonoran Desert Sunrise — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Sonoran desert
The spirit is enlightened
A silent knowledge.
— kenne
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Walking The Shoreline At Sunrise Leave a comment
Walking The Shoreline At Sunrise (Playacar Beach) — Image by kenne
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Sun Setting On Sun 3 comments
Sun Setting On Sun — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Sun setting on sun
Clear eyes and attentive mine
A winter solstice.
— kenne
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Desert Sunrise Photo-Artistry by kenne
A haunting morning
Transforms a normal
And simple aesthetic
Trying for unsettling
Depths of darkness.
— kenne
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Galveston Island Sunrise 5 comments
Galveston Island Sunrise — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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The Desert Sun Is Heating Up Leave a comment
Desert Sunrise — Digital Art by kenne
Another morning
getting up at five
providing several
hours cool hours
before the sun
heats up the day —
just another day
of neither adding
or taking away, but
I don’t give a damn.
— kenne
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Hiking Douglas Spring Trail — Image by kenne
Tomorrow’s Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists (SCVN) Friday hike will be on the Douglas Spring Trail in the Rincon Mountains. For the first time in several years, I will not be participating. I will miss being on this hike.
A flat start into the morning sun
Hikers leaving behind long shadows
On a trail that will soon disappear
As we start our climb in
The mountain’s shadow, stopping
Only to watch things themselves
Letting the sun and earth
Go about their changes.
— kenne
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Saguaros At Sunrise Leave a comment
Saguaros At Sunrise — Image by kenne
The Capture of Mr. Sun
The sun is a lion
circling his cage,
Caught for you, brought for you
on this wheeled stage,
Through fixed bars glaring
his wrath and his rage
Like a pen for the baby
or bedrails in old age.
The lion is a sunflower
with a broad gold face,
Its petals outstreaming
like a mane or the rays
Of that candescent Power
we all watch pace
Through the gendering heavens
on its circuit of days.
The flower is tracing
the sun on its rounds;
The carnival moves through
its orbit of towns;
The lion's cage rolls
your streets up and down
Where be pads and we shiver
at his smile, his frown.
-- W. D. Snodgrass
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A June Sunrise In Sabino Canyon 1 comment
A June Sunrise In Sabino Canyon — Images by kenne
I believe in nothing, everything is sacred. I believe in everything, nothing is sacred.
— Tom Robbins
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Sunrise In Sabino Canyon Leave a comment
Sunrise In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
A short walk up the path,
Taken by the silence stillness
As the sun rises over the ridge —
A moment captured forever.
— kenne
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“Desert Silhouette” — Image by kenne
“Oh that the desert were my dwelling place,
With only one fair spirit for my minster.
That I might forget the human race,
And hating no one, love her only.”
— Lord Byron
