Willow Springs Ranch — Photo-artistry by kenne
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Willow Springs Ranch 2 comments
Bottle-brush Blossom Leave a comment
Bottle-brush Blossom — Photo-artistry by kenne
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Yellow-billed Teal Leave a comment
Yellow-billed Teals On A Pond (Tucson, Arizona) — Image by kenne
“When I see a bird that walks like a duck,
and swims like a duck, and quacks like a duck,
I call that bird a duck.”
— James Whitcomb Riley
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Snow On Mt. Lemmon 4 comments
Snow On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
“Winter, a lingering season,
is a time to gather golden moments,
embark upon a sentimental journey,
and enjoy every idle hour.”
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Time Moves On 2 comments
Kenne George Turner
A human being is here
and then disappears
in a wind
that vanishes
inwards
and meets the rock’s movements
and becomes meaning
in always new unity
of what is
and what is not
in a silence
where wind
becomes wind
where meaning
becomes meaning
in lost movement
of everything that has been
and at once is
from an origin
where the sound carried the meaning
before the word divided itself
and since then never left us
But it is
in all past and it is in all future
and it is
in something
that doesn’t exist
in its vanishing border
between what has been
and what shall come
It is infinite and without distance
in the same movement
It clears up
and disappears
and remains
while it disappears
— from A Human Being Is Here by Jon Fosse
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Richardson’s Geranium Abstract Leave a comment
Richardson’s Geranium Abstract — Image by kenne
We are all hungry and thirsty for concrete images.
Abstract art will have been good for one thing:
to restore its exact virginity to figurative art.
— Salvador Dali
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Abstract Art Leave a comment
Abstract Art by kenne
There is no abstract art.
You must always start with something.
Afterward, you can remove all traces of reality.
— Pablo Picasso
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Old People 3 comments
Say Hello In There — John Prine
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Red-tailed Hawk Leave a comment
Red-tailed Hawk Over Tucson — Image by kenne
Only in silence the word, only in dark the light, only in dying life: bright the hawk’s flight on the empty sky.
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Raven In Flight 2 comments
Raven in Flight — Image by kenne
“Quoth the Raven, “Nevermore.”
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My Love Walks In Beauty Leave a comment
Photo-artistry by kenne
She Walks In Beauty
She walks in beauty, like the night
Of cloudless climes and starry skies;
And all that’s best of dark and bright
Meet in her aspect and her eyes:
Thus mellow’d to that tender light
Which heaven to gaudy day denies.
One shade the more, one ray the less,
Had half impair’d the nameless grace
Which waves in every raven tress,
Or softly lightens o’er her face;
Where thoughts serenely sweet express,
How pure, how dear their dwelling-place.
And on that cheek, and o’er that brow,
So soft, so calm, yet eloquent,
The smiles that win, the tints that glow,,
But tell of days in goodness spent,
A mind at peace with all below,
A heart whose love is innocent!
— Lord Byron
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A Valentine’s Boutique For My Love 4 comments
A Valentine’s Boutique For My Love — Photo-artistry by kenne
Love is something eternal; the aspect may change, but not the essence.
— Vincent van Gogh
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Costa’s Hummingbird — Another View Leave a comment
Costa’s Hummingbird — Another View — Image by kenne
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Sabino Canyon Morning 1 comment
Sabino Canyon Morning — Image by kenne
“What draws us into the desert is the search for something intimate in the remote.”
— Edward Abbey
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Male Phainopepla In Sabino Canyon Leave a comment
Male Phainopepla In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
Far fowls have fair feathers.
— A Proverb
