Eastern Collard Lizard Sunning in the Morning Sun — Image by kenne
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Eastern Collard Lizard Leave a comment
Wind threads canyon walls,
Curve-billed Thaster 1 comment
Curve-billed Thraster on an Ocotillo limb — Image by kenne
Amber eye watching,
it sings from thorns into light—
morning made audible.
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Silver-spotted Skipper 1 comment
Silver-spotted Skipper, a Little Rough Around the Edges — Image by kenne
To look at this skipper
is to confront the aesthetic of use.
The roughness at the margins suggests a history
we cannot access directly, only infer.
Unlike the pristine specimen, which invites admiration,
this one demands interpretation.
It asks:
what does it mean for a living form
to bear the marks of its own survival?
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Dragonfly In Black and White Leave a comment
Dragonfly in Black and White — Image by kenne
brushstroke dragonfly,
spine like a reed in wind—
the artist knew
what the marsh knows:
balance is a brief agreement
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Hiking Into The Morning Sun 3 comments
Hiking into the Morning Sun — Image by kenne
The desert does not hurry us.
Even the sun takes its time
climbing the ridge,
spilling light into every hollow.
We hike, and something in us
loosens—
as if the day is not something to conquer,
but something to meet
with open arms.
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Red-tailed Hawk Over Tucson Skies 4 comments
Red-tailed Hawk Over Tucson Skies — Image by kenne
Morning lifts on quiet thermals,
and there you are—
a single intention
written against the light.
Not striving, not hurried—
just the slow agreement
between feather and wind.
If I could learn anything today,
let it be this:
how to trust what carries me.
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Sonoran Blue Sky Leave a comment
Sonoran Blue Sky — Image by kenne
The sky lays itself down
across the mountains
like a second world—
blue poured into stone.
No sermon here,
just light telling rock
what it already knows.
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Wild Senna On the Slope Behind Our House — Image by kenne
Sunlit blossoms nod,
each one a small declaration:
I am here, I bloom.
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Raseate Skimmer Dragonfly 1 comment
Raseate Skimmer Dragonfly — Image by kenne
In motion, it measures motion—
wingbeats, shadows, the slight wrongness
of something closing in.
Eyes like a net of light
cast in all directions.
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Blue-eyed Darner at Sweetwater Wetlands — Image by kennne
Where reeds bow in wind,
your brief, shining pilgrimage
outlives ancient song.
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Bee On Lemmon Blossoms 2 comments
Honey Bee on Lemon Blossoms — Image by kenne
The lemon tree breathes light,
each blossom a small lantern,
and the bee moves among them
like a keeper of secrets.
What it takes, it gives—
though not to me, not directly.
Still, I stand in the fragrance
feeling included
in a mystery I do not own.
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Shadows On The Floor 2 comments
— kenne
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Anna’s Hummingbird 2 comments
Anna’s Hummingbird — Image by kenne
tiny green body,
she hovers where stories live—
between what we say
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He’s Back Again 1 comment
Gila Woodpecker on the Patio Tree — Image by kenne
there he is again—
clinging sideways to the tree
like a bad decision
that won’t let go.
tap-tap-tap—
no rhythm, no apology.
and I laugh,
because that’s life, isn’t it?
just you
and your stubborn little beak
against something harder.
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Where Were You 5 comments
Image and Poem by kenne
