Painted Lady Butterfly On A Bluedicks Wildflower (Sabino Canyon Recreation Area) — Image by kenne
Society is like a stew.
If you don’t stir it up every once in a while
then a layer of scum floats to the top.
— Edward Abbey
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Painted Lady Butterfly On A Bluedicks Wildflower Leave a comment
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Bee on Blue Dicks — Photo-Artistry by kenne
when I paint
the canvas grows
getting attention
through the window
coaxing the shadows
by invisible lines
letting the colors
come to life
— kenne
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Searching For The Moment Leave a comment
Blue Dicks Wildflower — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Every moment of searching
is a moment of encounter.
— Paulo Coelho
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Blue Dicks — Spring Is In The Air Leave a comment
Blue Dicks — Image by kenne
More violet than blue
They are beautiful, who cares
Blue or purple dicks.
— kenne
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Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me! Leave a comment
Bee Approaching Blue Dicks Blossoms — Digital Art by kenne
Not I, not I, but the wind that blows through me!
A fine wind is blowing the new direction of Time.
If only I let it bear me, carry me, if only it carry me!
If only I am sensitive, subtle, oh, delicate, a winged gift!
If only, most lovely of all, I yield myself and am borrowed
By the fine, fine wind that takes its course through the chaos of the world
Like a fine, an exquisite chisel, a wedge-blade inserted;
If only I am keen and hard like the sheer tip of a wedge
Driven by invisible blows,
The rock will split, we shall come at the wonder, we shall find the Hesperides.
— from “Song of a Man Who Has Come Through” by D. H. Lawrence
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Capturing The Moment — Blue Dicks Leave a comment
Blue Dicks — Image by kenne
blue dicks wildflower
every boy plays with this name
double entendre
— kenne
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Wildflower Images, February 25, 2014 Nature Walk 7 comments
Arizona Popcorn
Blue Dicks
Desert Ragweed
Desert Zinnia
Fiddleneck
Musturd Evening Primrose
Silverpuff
Globemallow
Wildflower Images, February 25, 2014 Nature Walk by kenne [Place cursor over image to see name of flower, and/or click on any image to see slideshow.]
“Strolling on, it seems to me
that the strangeness and wonder
of existence are emphasized here,
in the desert,
by the comparative sparsity of the flora and fauna:
life not crowded upon life
as in other places
but scattered abroad in spareness and simplicity,
with a generous gift of space
for each herb and bush and tree,
each stem of grass,
so that the living organism
stands out bold and brave and vivid
against the lifeless sand and barren rock.
The extreme clarity of the desert light
is equaled by the extreme individuation of desert life-forms.
Love flowers best in openness and freedom.”
— Edward Abbey
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Bee On A Blue Dicks Wildflower Leave a comment
Bee On A Blue Dicks Wildflower — Image by kenne
The Bee
Like trains of cars on tracks of plush
I hear the level bee:
A jar across the flowers goes,
Their velvet masonry
Withstands until the sweet assault
Their chivalry consumes,
While he, victorious, tilts away
To vanquish other blooms.
His feet are shod with gauze,
His helmet is of gold;
His breast, a single onyx
With chrysoprase, inlaid.
His labor is a chant,
His idleness a tune;
Oh, for a bee’s experience
Of clovers and of noon!
— Emily Dickinson
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Blue Dicks Painting Leave a comment
Image by kenne
