Hiking Ventana Canyon Trail in the Santa Catalina Mountains — Images by kenne
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Silhouette — Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it . . . 1 comment
Silhouette — Granddad and Grandson at Sunset
if—
If you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream—and not make dreams your master;
If you can think—and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
Or walk with Kings—nor lose the common touch,
If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And—which is more—you’ll be a Man, my son!
— Rudyard Kipling
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I-10 In West Texas 1 comment
I-10 In West Texas — Image by kenne
I-10 —
A road
That never leads
To nowhere.
— kenne
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Aging Is An Arch Leave a comment
The Arches of Del Sol — Image by kenne
Aging is an arch
Reflecting experience
Upon which to build.
— kenne
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Windmill On Hope Camp Trail Leave a comment
Windmill On Hope Camp Trail — Image by kenne
Where do you go
when you’re
Already gone?
— kenne
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Street Festival 1 comment
Street Festival –Image by kenne
The festival was always a place of unrestrained joy. The costumes lit up the summer’s day,
a riot of colour to rival any gardener’s paradise. Music filled the air,
festive beats lifted the spirits and made the people want to move, jump and sing.
It was a time to celebrate being alive, celebrate the wonders of creation
and be one with the community. The air tasted so heavenly with the chefs alongside
the parade, every delicious thing ready to be shared with friends.
— Angela Abraham
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One Cloud Floating Over One Mountain 1 comment
Image by kenne
“. . . I now find the most marvelous things in
the everyday,
the ordinary,
the common,
the simple and tangible.
For example:
one cloud floating over one mountain.”
— Edward Abbey
