Archive for the ‘Tanuri Ridge’ Category

Leaving Our Shelter In Place For A Walk   2 comments

Caliche globemallow-6405 art-72Calicle Globemallow Wildflower — Image by kenne

Beauty on my path

Walking out from my shelter

A breath of fresh air.

— kenne

Parks Are Closed, But Not The Circle   2 comments

The Circle-72Country Club Vista Circle In Tanuri Ridge — Image by kenne

Most of the residence of Tanuri Ridge are empty-nesters or retirees, However, there’s a couple in our neighborhood with two preschoolers. We are all part of our “stay-at-home” world, and the children have no idea as to what is going on. Yes, they know there’s no going daycare, no going to the park, no swimming at our community pool (their parents are former U of A swimmers, now working in the Athletic Department), and that mom and dad are at home all the time. They will grow up in a world utterly different from that that we have known. They will only know the 21st century, hopefully learning from the 20th.

 

Each day we see the two children, once on our walk, the other when their parents bring them to play on the grass on Country Club Vista Circle. For a lot of us, our real education was from the street. Well, these kids are literally learning from the street. They live at the end of Tanuri Drive, so there’s no traffic in front of their home, making the pavement a perfect place to have a classroom.

With area parks closed, once or twice a day, the family has play-time on the grassy circle, often arriving pulling the kids in a wagon. (The live about 3/4 of a mile from the circle.) This family is fortunate. It has resources making adjustments easy.

The children Joy teaches reading (Literacy Connects) are not so lucky. They are probably in the streets because their home, maybe that of a diabetic grandmother, is no place to stay for long periods. The children and adults that Literacy Connects serve will suffer the most and may never completely recover from the effects of this pandemic, even if they stay healthy.

“It was the best of times, it was the worst of times, it was the age of wisdom, it was the age of foolishness, it was the epoch of belief, it was the epoch of incredulity, it was the season of Light, it was the season of Darkness, it was the spring of hope, it was the winter of despair, we had everything before us, we had nothing before us, we were all going direct to Heaven, we were all going direct the other way – in short, the period was so far like the present period, that some of its noisiest authorities insisted on its being received, for good or for evil, in the superlative degree of comparison only.”

— kenne

School Is Where You Make It   Leave a comment

School Is Where You Make It-2-72Images by kenne

Two pre-schoolers live with their parents at the end of Tanuri Drive making it easy to put lessons on the street.

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Everyone in Tanuri Ridge is now sheltered at home. There are only 72 homes in our community
where many of us are spending some of our days walking the streets of Tanuri Ridge.
Some of us wander off down by the Tanque Verde Wash.
Stay safe, everyone.

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While On My Morning Walk   1 comment

Cactus Blossoms-72Cactus Blossoms — Image by kenne

Turkey Vultures-72Turkey Vultures Migrating North  — Image by kenne

The other morning we counted over 250 turkey vultures
leaving the Tanque Verde Wash just south of our community.
This time of year hundreds of turkey vultures spend the night in trees along the wash.

— kenne

Cactus Shadow On The Wall   Leave a comment

Cactus Shadows-art-72Cactus Shadow On The Wall — Photo-Artistry by kenne

The cactus dances

With the shadow on the wall

Succumbs to the sun.

— kenne

7:00 am View From Our Patio   1 comment

Moonset View From Patio-art-1-727:00 am View From Our Patio — Recent Fullmoon Setting Photo-Artistry by kenne

“The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to.”

― Carl Sandburg

Come Fly With Me   1 comment

Two-Tailed Swallowtail Butterflies (6 of 6)-2-art-2-72“Come Fly With Me” — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Our revels now are ended. These our actors,
As I foretold you, were all spirits and
Are melted into air, into thin air:
And, like the baseless fabric of this vision,
The cloud-capp’d towers, the gorgeous palaces,
The solemn temples, the great globe itself,
Yea, all which it inherit, shall dissolve
And, like this insubstantial pageant faded,
Leave not a rack behind. We are such stuff
As dreams are made on, and our little life
Is rounded with a sleep.”

William Shakespeare, The Tempest

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