Apache Plume Blossom On The Green Mountain Trail — Image by kenne
It’s been a very dry autumn in the Santa Catalina Mountains, and there are not a lot of wildflowers still in bloom, so I was pleased to see some Apache plume blooming near the Green Mountain trailhead October 20th.
— kenne
Wildflower Art — Image by kenne
Hardship In Houston
Brighten by a wildflower
Lighting up each day.
— kenne
Desert Chicory on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
One of my favorite books of poetry is Riprap and the Cold Mountain Poems, by Gary Snyder.
The book includes Snyder’s translations of Han-shan’s Cold Mountain Poems. Han-shan was both a man and a mountain, a mountain madman in an old line of ragged hermits. He lived at a place called Cold Mountain, a poor poet having a crazy character. He wrote poems that were rough and fresh, and when he wrote about Cold Mountain, he means himself, his home, his state of mind.
— kenne
Gary Snyder reading “I settled at Cold Mountain long ago . . .”
Open Seedpod, Dried Fruit of the Pelotazo Wildflower — Computer Art by kenne
Not a flower
but the fruit
of a flower.
It’s beauty
may cause
one to think
it must be
a flower,
but beauty
is not only
of the young,
as the great
philosophers know,
beauty can be found
throughout life.
“. . . now I know
the things I know
and do
the things
I do,
and if you
do not like me so,
to hell, my love,
with you.” *
— kenne
*(Dorothy Parker, The Complete Poems of Dorothy Parker)
Hooker’s Evening Primrose (December 12, 2016) — Image by kenne
It has been warmer than average for this time of year.
Except for a few small pools of water, Sabino Creek is dry.
Yet, above the Sabino Dam, a bee and I found this lone
Hooker’s Evening Primrose — a very pleasant surprise.
— kenne
“Fulfilling the Mission” — Computer Art by kenne
“Conservationists who want to cosset nature like a delicate flower,
to protect it from the threat of alien species, are the ethnic cleansers of nature,
neutralizing the forces that they should be promoting.”
— Fred Pearce, The New Wild: Why Invasive Species Will Be Nature’s Salvation
THE NO-NOS
Muscles without strength,
friendship without trust,
opinion without risk,
change without aesthetics,
age without values,
food without nourishment,
power without fairness,
facts without rigor,
degrees without erudition,
militarism without fortitude,
progress without civilization,
complication without depth,
fluency without content,
and, most of all, religion without tolerance.
— Nassim Nicholas Taleb
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