Honey Bee on Mexican Hat Wildflower — Image by kenne
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Honey Bee At Work 1 comment
Honey bee at work,
The Desert Believes. Leave a comment
Toothleaf Goldeneye — Image by kenne
No rain for months, yet
yellow wildflowers still bloom—
the desert believes.
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Bigelow’s Bristlehead Leave a comment
Bigelow’s Bristlehead Wildflower — Image by kenne
We had 1/2″ rain overnight.
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Santa Catalina Indian Paintbrush 3 comments
Santa Catalina Indian Paintbrush — Image by kenne
“She is like a wildflower: beautiful, fierce, and free.”
— Anonymous
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California Evening Primrose 3 comments
California Evening Primrose — Image by kenne
Do not, as some ungracious pastors do,
Show me the steep and thorny way to heaven,
Whiles, like a puffed and reckless libertine,
Himself the primrose path of dalliance treads,
And recks not his own rede.
–William Shakespeare
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Mt. Lemmon Wildflower Leave a comment
Mt. Lemmon Wildflower (Mountain Marigold) — Image by kenne
Sunlight breaks through
After a heavy downpour
Turning the trail into a stream
Breaking off above the creek
Lush green and yellow colors
Coming into being on the slopes
Of my favorite mountain trail
A shadow network of sunshine
Through the trees as juncos
Twittering calls echoes in the woods.
— kenne
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Rock Hibiscus On Hope Camp Trail 2 comments
Rock Hibiscus on Hope Camp Trail — Image by kenne
A Rock Hibiscus
Almost abandoned by spring
Lonely on the trail.
— kenne
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I Look Beyond Flowers 1 comment
Desert Rosemallow — Image by kenne
As I looked beyond
the flowers in the canyon
curvature of the
desert basin begins,
rolling across dried river beds
to the west where
the sun sets each day
beyond the Tucson Mountains
starting a new day
somewhere in the east.
— kenne
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Gymnosperma glutinosum (Gumhead) Leave a comment
Gymnosperma glutinosum (Gumhead), Tanque Verde Wash) — Image by kenne
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Apache Plume Blossom On The Green Mountain Trail 1 comment
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
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Wildflower Art — Lighting Up Each Day Leave a comment
Wildflower Art — Image by kenne
Hardship In Houston
Brighten by a wildflower
Lighting up each day.
— kenne
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A Cold Mountain Poem 1 comment
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 . . .”
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Open Seedpod Art 1 comment
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)
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A Morning Delight Above The Sabino Dam 1 comment
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
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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