Monkey Flower — Image by kenne
It is better to learn early
of the inevitable depths,
for then sorrow and death
take their proper place in
life, and one is not afraid.
— Pearl S. Buck
Archive for the ‘Tucson Arizona’ Category
Monkey Flower 1 comment
Oleander Blossoms Painting 1 comment
Oleander Blossoms Painting — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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4th Avenue Street Art, Tucson — Images by kenne
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Cactus Wren On Saguaro 1 comment
Cactus Wren On Saguaro — Image by kenne
Cactus wren stops to
Survey her territory
Before moving on.
— kenne
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Marine Blue Butterflies 2 comments
Marine Blue Butteries — Image by kenne
The world is not to be put in order,
the world is order. It is for us to put
ourselves in unison with this order.
— Henry Miller
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Ocotillo Blossom Art 2 comments
Ocotillo Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Ocotillo art
Outline of the real thing
That’s what I call it.
— kenne
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What’s Going On Here? Leave a comment
“What’s Going On Here?” (Two Desert Spiny Lizards) — Image by kenne
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Nature Abstract Leave a comment
Nature Abstract by kenne
Is it so small a thing
To have enjoyed the sun,
To have lived light in the spring,
To have loved, to have thought, to have done;
To have advanced true friends, and beat down baffling foes?
— Matthew Arnold
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White-winged Dove On Saguaro 1 comment
White-winged Dove On Saguaro — Image by kenne
Alexa, shuffle my Pandora stations —
I stream music most of the day,
sometimes it becomes indistinct,
like the sound of wind chimes,
the cooing of white-wing doves.
Alexa, stop!
— kenne
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What’s Going On In There? Leave a comment
Two Windows — Image by kenne
Huffy Henry hid the day,
unappeasable Henry sulked.
I see his point,—a trying to put things over.
It was the thought that they thought
they could do it made Henry wicked & away.
But he should have come out and talked.
All the world like a woolen lover
once did seem on Henry’s side.
Then came a departure.
Thereafter nothing fell out as it might or ought.
I don’t see how Henry, pried
open for all the world to see, survived.
What he has now to say is a long
wonder the world can bear & be.
Once in a sycamore I was glad
all at the top, and I sang.
Hard on the land wears the strong sea
and empty grows every bed.
— John Berryman
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Blooming Saguaro Leave a comment
Blooming Saguaro — Image by kenne
Blooming saguaro
A clear shot with pristine light
I see these presences.
— kenne
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Mourning Doves Wait 2 comments
Mourning Doves Wait — Image by kenne
The doves wait
in a tree near
the bird feeder
until I leave my
chair on the patio.
— kenne
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Common Sneezeweed 1 comment
Common Sneezeweed in the Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
A sign of spring in the upper elevations of the Santa Catalina Mountains.
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Cedar Waxwings 3 comments
Cedar Waxwings — Image by kenne
I can see them spacing
to find room, looking
so much alike it’s nearly
impossible to count them.
— kenne
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It’s That Time Of Year In The Sonoran Desert Leave a comment
Saguaros Are Blooming Everywhere — Image by kenne
Becoming is Superior to Being 