Blue Dragonfly — Image by kenne
The Dragon-fly
Today I saw the dragon-fly
Come from the wells where he did lie.
An inner impulse rent the veil
Of his old husk: from head to tail
Came out clear plates of sapphire mail.
He dried his wings: like gauze they grew;
Thro’ crofts and pastures wet with dew
A living flash of light he flew.
— Alfred Lord Tennyson
Texas Crescent Butterfly on Mt. Lemmon, Arizona — Image by kenne
— Nathaniel Hawthorne
Pyrrhuloxia Photographed in Sabino Canyon by kenne
This male pyrrhuloxia looks a lot like a female Northern Cardinal and its song is nearly identical to the cardinal.
— kenne
Christmas Past #2 (Chase: Christmas, December 24, 2004) — Image by kenne
Sedona Sunrise — Image by kenne
Notes On A Sedona Morning
After mornings of hiking,
sitting on the big rock summit–
sun in my face, I find myself
drinking coffee on the
Wildflower Bread Company patio
surrounded by red rock towers,
ants at my feet and
young women taking selfies.
I like solitude, but
sometimes it’s nice
to be alone in the
middle of humanity —
a prisoner of my condition.
Sorry, no pictures of food.
My cup of coffee
not worth posting.
Maybe the plus-size women
eating big puffy bread
potato-egg sandwiches
wouldn’t mind if I take a picture of
their breakfast, but
I’m not going to ask –
something tells me
they weren’t up at 5:00am hiking.
The conversation turned to
what to eat for lunch . . .
— kenne
Image by kenne
