Aspen Trail Autumn Colors on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
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Aspen Trail Autumn Colors On Mt. Lemmon 2 comments
Events drift in the lattice of time,
Shift the coordinates,
What you see in nature
November Days 3 comments
November Days, We Spent More Time Inside — Image by kenne
. . . It is not the walls,
but what the walls remember—
voices layered like dust,
the scent of bread,
a name almost spoken.
We wander far to return
to what was waiting in silence,
a stillness that is neither beginning
nor end,
but the turning point
where time folds back on itself
and becomes familiar.
“Come in, she said
I’ll give shelter from the storm.”
— kenne
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Autumn Forest Floor — Photo-artistry by kenne
“I see the turning of a leaf dancing in the autumn sun,
and brilliant shades of crimson glowing when the day is done.”
— Hazelmarie Elliott
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A Mushroom In The Autumn 1 comment
A Mushroom In The Autumn on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
We all have forests in our minds.
Forests unexplored, unending.
Each one of us gets lost in the
forest, every night, alone.
— Ursula Le Guin
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Sunrise Through the Trees On Mt. Lemmon — Photo-artistry by kenne
Signs of autumn echoes
Throughout the forest
As time present becomes
Time past in a moment.
As the aspen leaves
Dance in the breeze
There is only the dance —
Neither moment from
Nor towards.
— kenne
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Autumn Nature (A Walk In The Woods) — Image by kenne
Nature
O Nature! I do not aspire
To be the highest in thy choir, –
To be a meteor in thy sky,
Or comet that may range on high;
Only a zephyr that may blow
Among the reeds by the river low;
Give me thy most privy place
Where to run my airy race.
In some withdrawn, unpublic mead
Let me sigh upon a reed,
Or in the woods, with leafy din,
Whisper the still evening in:
Some still work give me to do, –
Only – be it near to you!
For I’d rather be thy child
And pupil, in the forest wild,
Than be the king of men elsewhere,
And most sovereign slave of care;
To have one moment of thy dawn,
Than share the city’s year forlorn.
— Henry David Thoreau
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Autumn Wildflowers 1 comment
Wildflowers Next To A Log — Photo-artistry by kenne
Throughout the year, there never is
A change like that in Fall
The strength, the vital strokes of life
Make every man stand tall
Fall’s mellow freshness fills our days
And boosts a heart anew
Instead of spring when love blooms forth
It’s Autumn, through and through.
— from Autumn by John Boynton
Footnote: Autumn is in a book of poems, Love is Radiant, Joy gave me in 1987.
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Late Season Mushrooms on Mt. Lemmon –IHDR mage by kenne
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Cockleburs — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Cockleburs
They are here or there
Some plant seeds fly in the air
Others stick and ride.
— kenne
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Autumn In Pima Canyon — Images by kenne
The Santa Catalina Mountains have several canyons assessable from the Tucson basin, such as Pima Canyon.
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Lower Sabino Canyon Panorama (October 5, 2022) by kenne
We all have a treasure waiting for us
here on earth. Find a place to communicate
with our better angels and we will find it.
— kenne
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A Late Afternoon Stroll 1 comment
Elk Going for A Late Afternoon Stroll In the Grand Canyon (October 4, 2021) — Imahe by kenne
The elk move at their own pace
not showing any fear of humans
and their cars driving in the park.
Looking so gentle walking across
a park road, but beware of one of
the most dangerous animals in the park.
— kenne
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Albert’s Squirrel (Mt. Lemmon) — Image by kenne
Abert’s squirrels live, nest, feed, and seek refuge from enemies mostly in
Ponderosa pine forests, but also can be found in mixed coniferous forests
where they are likely to have been introduced by humans.
All Abert’s squirrels have prominent ear tufts and long, bushy tails.
During the winter, ear tassels measure about an inch in length
(thus the nickname, “tassel eared squirrel”) but become shorter in summer.
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Autumn Mountain Wildflowers 3 comments
Autumn Mountain Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Autumn wildflowers in southeast Arizona begin blooming in late October as
the weather cools, and will continue blooming until the hard frosts of
late November, early December. Scattered wildflowers can be observed
here in lower elevation desert areas almost all year-round.
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Claw marks made by a bear foraging for insects on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
October
October is the treasurer of the year,
And all the months pay bounty to her store;
The fields and orchards still their tribute bear,
And fill her brimming coffers more and more.
But she, with youthful lavishness,
Spends all her wealth in gaudy dress,
And decks herself in garments bold
Of scarlet, purple, red, and gold.
She heedeth not how swift the hours fly,
But smiles and sings her happy life along;
She only sees above a shining sky;
She only hears the breezes’ voice in song.
Her garments trail the woodlands through,
And gather pearls of early dew
That sparkle, till the roguish Sun
Creeps up and steals them every one.
But what cares she that jewels should be lost,
When all of Nature’s bounteous wealth is hers?
Though princely fortunes may have been their cost,
Not one regret her calm demeanor stirs.
Wholehearted, happy, careless, free,
She lives her life out joyously,
Nor cares when Frost stalks o’er her way
And turns her auburn locks to gray.
