Sunset Over The Tucson Mountains — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Watching the sunset
With peace and tranquility
I can’t stop watching.
— kenne
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Sunset Over The Tucson Mountains Leave a comment
Watching the sunset
October Sunset Leave a comment
October Sunset — Image by kenne
“Color is descriptive. Black and white is interpretive.”
— Eliott Erwitt
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Monsoon Sunset — Image by kenne
With just a few days left in July, Tucson has already received 5.71 inches of rain, making this the fourth-wettest July.
I have recorded 7 inches on our patio in the Catalina Foothills. This amount of rain will help Southern Arizona recover
from the ongoing drought, improving from a D4-exceptional drought to a D3-extreme drought (National Weather Service).
There are indications that monsoon activity will start uo again toward the end of the week.
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Things To Be Desired — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The poem Desiderata has shaped the lives of many and will continue to do so for years to come.
Desiderata
GO PLACIDLY amid the noise and the haste, and remember what peace there may be in silence. As far as possible, without surrender, be on good terms with all persons.
Speak your truth quietly and clearly; and listen to others, even to the dull and the ignorant; they too have their story.
Avoid loud and aggressive persons; they are vexatious to the spirit. If you compare yourself with others, you may become vain or bitter, for always there will be greater and lesser persons than yourself.
Enjoy your achievements as well as your plans. Keep interested in your own career, however humble; it is a real possession in the changing fortunes of time.
Exercise caution in your business affairs, for the world is full of trickery. But let this not blind you to what virtue there is; many persons strive for high ideals, and everywhere life is full of heroism.
Be yourself. Especially do not feign affection. Neither be cynical about love; for in the face of all aridity and disenchantment, it is as perennial as the grass.
Take kindly the counsel of the years, gracefully surrendering the things of youth.
Nurture strength of spirit to shield you in sudden misfortune. But do not distress yourself with dark imaginings. Many fears are born of fatigue and loneliness.
Beyond a wholesome discipline, be gentle with yourself. You are a child of the universe no less than the trees and the stars; you have a right to be here.
And whether or not it is clear to you, no doubt the universe is unfolding as it should. Therefore be at peace with God, whatever you conceive Him to be. And whatever your labors and aspirations, in the noisy confusion of life, keep peace in your soul. With all its sham, drudgery and broken dreams, it is still a beautiful world. Be cheerful. Strive to be happy.
By Max Ehrmann © 1927
Original text
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Sunset On The Beach 2 comments
Sunset On The Beach — Image by kenne
Waves gently move in
Solitude, the soul’s best friend
Near the end of day.
— kenne
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Sonoran Sunset # 3931 Leave a comment
Sonoran Sunset # 3931 — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Sonoran sunset
Many colors in the sky
Shining through the clouds
Eleven years of sunsets
Seen here in Tucson.
kenne
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The Desert Winds Are Blowing 2 comments
March 2021 Sunset Paintings — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The desert winds
are blowing
Dust in the air
A haze on the horizon
Is it today, tomorrow
Or the end of time?
I’m an old man taking
A look at my life
At seasons through eyes
Still chasing the rabbit
Still chasing the rabbit
So I will ask Alice
Where will I be tomorrow?
Tomorrow can be a long time
I don’t care anymore
Just responding
To life’s facades
Looking for an answer
Have I been deceived?
I don’t care anymore
Just responding
To life’s facades
Looking for an answer
Have I been deceived?
Not knowing for sure
Will not cease exploring
In time arriving at a place
Which was the beginning
Will there be knowledge of
The place for the first time?
Will not cease exploring
In time arriving at a place
Which was the beginning
Will there be knowledge of
The place for the first time?
— kenne
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Cloud Ripples At Sunset Leave a comment
Cloud Ripples At Sunset — Image by kenne
“Nature is orderly.
That which appears to be chaotic in nature
is only a more complex kind of order.”
— Gary Snyder
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A Winter Sunset 3 comments
A Winter Sunset In The Sonoran Desert — Image by kenne
A Winter Sunset
The winds are blowing
across the winter sky
colors moving in this
land of the setting sun.
Lovers raise a glass of wine
hearts warmed by the colors
as they lay quietly together
embracing nature’s moment.
Other sunsets will happen
bringing passion and joy
each sharing day’s passing
with those who participate.
Sunsets are always new
generating energy called love
to be shared with someone
since the beginning of time.
— kenne
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A Mesquite Sunset — Image by kenne
“My god is all gods in one.
When I see a beautiful sunset,
I worship the god of Nature;
when I see a hidden action brought to light,
I worship the god of Truth;
when I see a bad man punished
and a good man go free,
I worship the god of Justice;
when I see a penitent forgiven,
I worship the god of Mercy.”
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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You Are My Valentine Leave a comment
“There’s More To The Picture Than Meets The Eye”
— Neil Young
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On, What Sorrow Leave a comment
Sonoran Winter Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Crossroad
On, what sorrow to have
poems off in the distance
of passion, and a brain
all stained with ink!
Oh, what sorrow not to have
the happy man’s fantastical
shirt—a tanned skin,
the sun’s carpet.
(Flocks of letters
wheel round my eyes.)
Oh, what sorrow the ancient
sorrow of poetry,
this sticky sorrow
so far from clean water!
Oh, sorrow of sorrowing
to sip at the vein of lyric!
Oh, sorrow of dried-up fountains
and mills without flour!
Oh, what sorrow to have
no sorrow, to spend life
on the colorless grass
of the hesitant lane!
Oh, the deepest sorrow:
the sorrow of joy, a plow
Cutting furrows for us
where weeping bears fruit!
(The cold moon rises
over a paper mountain.)
Oh, sorrow of truth!
Oh, sorrow of the lie!
— Federico Garcia Lorca
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Christmas For Two 10 comments
Christmas Eve 2020 Sunset (Tucson) — Images by kenne
Christmas for two
2010 was our first
Christmas in Tucson
we spent it together
hiking nearby trails
swimming in the pool
enjoying our new desert life.
over the years, we traveled
each Christmas
spending time with family
now ten years out
the curse of COVID
has limited our travels
we are together again
on Christmas Eve watching
another beautiful sunset
we miss not being
with family and friends
a price for the future
— kenne
“Spinning Song” — A Love Song
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So the shortest day came . . . 3 comments
Solstice Sunset — Image by kenne
So the shortest day came, and the year died,
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive,
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, reveling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us—Listen!!
All the long echoes sing the same delight,
This shortest day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!
— Susan Cooper
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Puerto Penasco Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Earth
We walk on
an unsilvered
mirror,
a crystal surface
without clouds.
If lilies would grow
backwards,
if roses would grow
backwards,
if all those roots
could see the stars
and the dead not close
their eyes,
we would become like swans.
— Federico García Lorca
