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Aspen Fall Colors On Mt. Lemmon — Abstract Art   Leave a comment

Aspen Fall Colors On Mt. Lemmon — Abstract Art by kenne

A tangle of leaves

Shimmering in a light breeze

To its own music.

— kenne

Tom Markey Past Away on August 17, 2022, RIP   4 comments

Tom Taking A Moment to Rest Before Setting Up Camp on Mica Mountain (April 2012) — Image by kenne

Remembering So Much, Let So Little

We walked together as brothers
His a shuffled pace totaling
Many unnumbered miles
Remembering so much, let so little

Have known him for the last ten years
Reminding me of my brother,
It seemed like a lifetime
Remembering so much, let so little

When we first met
We were in a hiking group
For me, all were strangers
Remembering so much, let so little

He had that something
We all feel but can’t explain
As with the wistfulness of used books
Remembering so much, let so little

Hiking dusty trails, stirred only by our steps,
A soft breeze unable to lift
The dust above our boots
Remembering so much, let so little

Sharing a love of the wild
To hear sounds, see vistas
In the desert and sky islands
Remembering so much, let so little

He was born with a feel for the moment
Making use of the incidentals
Whether invited or not
Remembering so much, let so little

An eye for beauty and form
Where nothing is perfect
And everything is perfect.
Remembering so much, let so little

Always ready to go farther afield
Looking for new trails – such as
The Hidden Pasture Trail
Remembering so much, let so little

Meticulously researching new adventures
Was a hobby driven by the belief
One knows the country through direct contact
Remembering so much, let so little

Possessing a diverse love of life
Sharing stories of youthful conquests
As the sunsets only to be replaced by a full moon
Remembering so much, let so little

Dare not wave the punctual tissue of farewell
He would reply with an insouciant shrug
Therefore, I drink to you, my brother
Remembering so much, let so little

For this is a path we will all take
On the Hidden Pasture Trail
It’s all part of nature’s plan
Remembering so much, let so little

— kenne

After All Is Exhausted, Nature Remains   Leave a comment

Sunset — Image by kenne

After you have exhausted what there is
in business, politics, conviviality, and so on –
have found that none of these finally satisfy,
or permanently wear – what remains?
Nature remains.”

— Walt Whitman

Wild Burro Canyon In The Tortolita Mountains   Leave a comment

Wild Burro Canyon In The Tortolita Mountains (March 12, 2012) — Panorama Created By Merging Three Photos By kenne

These mountains were home to the Hohokam (550 to 1540 A.D.) as evidenced by the amazing petroglyphs carved into rocks throughout the range. We also know that Spanish explorers sought mineral riches for their crown in the 1540s, and there was a short-lived mining boom in the 1860s.
 

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I will see you at the rock,

the rock at the pass —

not till you are lost,

then you will find me

by the river 

sitting on the rock.

You starting point will be

the mystery of my loneliness.

— kenne

Yetman Trail Panorama   Leave a comment

Yetman Trail — Panorama by kenne

beautiful vistas 

where the desert speaks

by not disturbing

your solitude

— kenne

Roadrunner Watercolor Portrait   Leave a comment

Watercolor Painting of a Greater Roadrunner — Photo-Artistry by kenne

He visits each day

A nosey kind of joker

Looking for trouble.

— kenne

Bewick’s Wren and House Finch At Feeder   Leave a comment

Bewick’s Wren & House Finch at Bird Feeder — Images by kenne

Small birds in the neighborhood

love our patio feeders, and 

we love watching them.

Turkey Vulture Down By Wash   1 comment

Turkey Vulture Down By Wash — Image by kenne

waiting to take off

turkey vulture down by wash

Instinct will say when

— kenne

Optical Illusion — Revisited   Leave a comment

“Optical Illusion” — Abstract Art by kenne

Virtual Illusion

Saturday evening light
Flashback to yesteryears,
Listening to the radio
Reading to a musical background.

Pausing the reading,
Surfing radio frequencies
Listening to the words
Of one-note talk shows.

Turning the dial to the left
Searching for painted words
A spontaneous overflow
Streaming powerful feelings.

Hearing words of choice and form
Words expressing the unspoken
Evoking times past
With times present.

Connecting, but questioning,
Who is this poet?
Line after line
Words shared in time.

How could this be?
Do I know her?
Read her poetry?
Heard her read?

Who is she?
Continuing to listen
Who is she?
Words replaced by silence.

Listening carefully,
Who is she?
Loueva Smith –
That’s it, Loueva Smith!

Knowing her name,
Time to Google —
Generating 21 results
One, DoubleTake #13.

Now I know
A virtual illusion
Figment of imagination
Arising out of nothingness.

But, just maybe
She does exist
In the middle
Of nowhere else to go.

Searching through office shelves,
There it was, DoubleTake #13.
Found, but not lost,
Words “…she had learned to keep quiet.”

— kenne (2008)

Gila Woodpecker At Hummingbird Feeder   Leave a comment

This Gila Woodpecker Thinks He’s A Hummingbird — Image by kenne

Gila woodpeckers have been coming to the hummingbird feeder for several weeks now, and when I see him, I frighten him away. 

This morning I decided to get a photo. This is because woodpeckers are so adept at holding on to most anything.

They can do this because of two front and two back toes (zygodactyl toes). This clever foot formation, 

which can look like an X or a K, allows birds to grip things more efficiently. Add the fact that the tongues of woodpeckers 

can extend as much as 2 inches past the tips of their bills, and they like sweet things, such as fruit. 

Conclusion: this feeder is as much a woodpecker feeder as a hummingbird feeder.

— kenne

Gila Woodpecker On A Saguaro — Image by kenne

Curve-billed Thrasher Video   3 comments

This curve-billed thrasher was one of two on the neighbor’s ocotillo plant that I videoed in the following clip. — kenne

Chlorophyll captures hard radiation

My plumage explodes forth with colors bright

Transmutes into my dream’s pigmentation

In proud defiance of sun’s bleaching light

 

My plumage explodes forth with colors bright

I sprout a thousand flames rose tangerine

In proud defiance of sun’s bleaching light

Brush bold orange on the baked desert scene

— from Ocotillo by Tom Quigley 

Arizona State Butterfly   1 comment

Two-tailed Swallowtail, Arizona’s State Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne

On the wings of time

Butterflies color the skies

As the seasons pass.

— kenne

Broad-billed Hummingbird Video Clip   Leave a comment

Broad-billed Hummingbird Video Clip Camera Setup, September 18, 2022

Sleepy Orange & Dainty Sulphur Butterflies   Leave a comment

Sleepy Orange & Dainty Sulphur Butterflies On Narrow-leaf Aster Wildflowers (Santa Catalina Mountains) — Image by kenne

“And anyway, what is the difference between self-knowledge and self-obsession?
One encourages a defeat of the ego, the other encourages a feeding of the ego.
One a deeper experience of connection to ourselves, which enables a more 
nourishing connection to others. The other, disdain for the deeper needs of the self,
which leads to disdain of others.”

— from On Connection by Kae Tempest

Broad-bill Hummingbird Morning   Leave a comment

Broad-bill Hummingbird At Patio Feeder (September 17, 2022) — Images by kenne

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