Archive for the ‘April’ Tag

Spring — Bees On A Thistle   2 comments

Bees On A Thistle — Image by kenne

Spring

To what purpose, April, do you return again?

Beauty is not enough.

You can no longer quiet me with the redness

Of little leaves opening stickily.

I know what I know.

The sun is hot on my neck as I observe

The spikes of the crocus.

The smell of the earth is good.

It is apparent that there is no death.

But what does that signify?

Not only under ground are the brains of men

Eaten by maggots.

Life in itself

Is nothing,

An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.

It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,

April

Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.

— Edna St. Vincent Millay 

April In Tucson — Photo-Artistry   1 comment

Mockingbird on Saguaro-art-2-72April In Tucson (Mockingbird on Saguaro Blossom) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

No longer waiting
Sun crest above the mountains
Birds welcome new day.

— kenne

A Family Vacation On The Outer Backs   3 comments

April, Hannah, Audrey and Joy

April, Hannah, Audrey and Joy

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An early June visit with family, vacationing in Duck, NC. — Images by kenne

Click here to see the complete set of Outer Banks (OBX) photos on Flickr.

Capturing The Moment — Outer Banks (OBX), Morning One   4 comments

Virginia & Outer Banks 2013

Virginia & Outer Banks 2013

Virginia & Outer Banks 2013The North Carolina Outer Banks (OBX) at Duck — Images by kenne

The Outer Banks, North Carolina
Divide the ocean and the bay
Inviting, is this string of islands
Vacationers to come and play

Two hundred miles of pristine beaches
As far as any eye can see
Morning brings the perfect sunrise
On this land along the sea

The light house on Cape Hatteras
Guided many ships at night
The beaches outside Kitty Hawk
Saw the very first manned flight

The home to herds of feral ponies
Where the pirate Blackbeard died
English settled long ago
Still to this day they do reside

The climate always feels like summer
All along this eastern shore
Once you stop here for a visit
We know that you’ll come back for more

by Jack Ivey

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