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March 2015 Flowers In Our Desert Yard — Images by kenne (See on Flickr)
This blog frequently posts images of wildflowers in the Sonoran desert,
to the neglect of domestic flowers in our yard.
So, it’s their turn to be shared.
What’s not to love about flowers, domestic or wild?
Trail Next To The Tanque Verde Wash, Looking East.Tanque Verde Wash, Looking East.Tanque Verde Wash, Looking East.Tanque Verde Wash, Looking South.Tanque Verde Wash, Looking West — Images by kenne
Record rains have filled the normally dry Tanque Verde Wash. The rain gauge at our home located on one of the ridges above the wash measured 2.5 inches. The mountains north of us have received rain in ranges above 6 inches.
These photos were taken along the wash just east of where the it runs into the Rillito River. (January 31, 2015)
Currently, the rain has moved on leaving us a foggy damp morning. The forecast is sunny by mid-morning, making for great upper-sixties weather for the Super Bowl being played 90 miles north of us. Oh, and also for the Phoenix Open in Scottsdale.
This morning was as if we had brought the Seattle area fog and drizzle to Tucson. Fog, like snow, can be a real big deal in the desert, making for a pleasant change.
Meydenbauer Bay On Lake Washington, Bellevue, WA — Images by kenne
Tanuri Ridge Patio View (West)
Tanuri Ridge Circle View (East)
Desert Fog
The sliding doors opened to fog, rendering the mountains a negative opaque.
The normal morning quietness seemed even more somber,
not in a gloomy way with its limited view,
instead consoling vanishing dreams with an attentive hug
having loved once in splendor, how tender is the morning.
— kenne
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A two-tailed swallowtail butterfly seemed to be intrigued with my lemon tree long enough for me to get my camera (September 26, 2014)
— In flight images by kenne (f/5.3, S 1/2000, ISO 1100-1600)
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One of my favorite places in Tucson is the De Grazia Gallery In The Sun — I go there every chance I get to learn about and admire the work of Ted De Grazia. The gallery is listed on the National Register of Historic Places and houses six permanent collections of paintings that trace historical events and native cultures of the Southwest.
Having just learned of a new book, De Grazia – The Man and Myths, by James W. Johnson and Marilyn D. Johnson, I’m eager to buy it and learn more about De Grazia. In the following video, the authors talk about the making of their book.
Family Visiting the Gallery While In Tucson
The Gallery In The Sun is a must stop for family and friends visiting us here in Tucson.
One of my favorite Ted DeGrazia paintings — Tambolero
De Grazia’s art work overshadows his skills as a musician and composer. A trumpeter, De Grazia had a “big band” orchestra during the 1930’s, which help pay his tuition at the University of Arizona where he earned a Master of Arts with his thesis, “Art and its Relation to Music in Music Education.” One of my favorite De Grazia painting is that of a drummer, “Tambolero,” which brings to mind Steve Gadd, one of the most well-known and highly regarded session and studio drummers in the industry. If you like big band jazz, you will love the following video, Steve Gadd & The Buddy Rich Big Band: Basically Blue.
Turkey Vultures Along Tanque Verde Wash — Images by kenne
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Today’s mid-day monsoon storm may have cause the turkey vultures, who roust along the wash, to come back early. Normally, we only see them in the morning and late in the afternoon. I counted ten and within thirty minutes only four remained. The most I have counted in the summer is 24. The fall and spring migration can bring over 100 staying over night. Since I was down by the wash photographing water running in the normally dry wash, I could pass up photographing these big birds in the changing early afternoon light.
The monsoon has been pretty active the last few days, as a result the desert washes and rivers now have water in them — a brief experience in the desert southwest. Our community of Tanuri Ridge is located on the north side of the Tanque Verde wash, normally very dry, but not the last couple of days. There are trails along the wash where people walk and ride horses. This morning I went walking along the wash, which had some water. After afternoon rains I went back down to the wash with my camera and took the above photos (August 19, 2014).
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Looking back on our move from The Woodlands, Texas to Tucson, I’m not sure which one of us may have experienced the most anxiety. One might think it would have been the cat, Kika (who passed away this past December), but Joy would probably argue that point. In many ways we have adjusted well to our new home, town and friends.
Now we are starting our fifth year here, longer than most friends and family would have predicted, especially since Joy has not grown to love southern Arizona as I have — we may very well be considering a different five-year plan after this year.
The four years we have lived here have allowed us to experience most of the things we took into consideration in making the decision to make the move: a new adventure, closer to Joy’s mother and siblings. We are now moving into our fifth year in the Catalina Foothills, not yet knowing what will be driving our next five-year plan, which is why I share again the following poem, “Birthday.” The poem could have very easily been titled, “Life.”
On April 27th I was so impressed with the size of an agave stalk, I took a photo of it and posted on this blog. Over the last month I have continue to watch it grow as it neared blossoming. During this time I noticed that stalk was beginning to lean south, so much so I began to think it might break. It didn’t break, but its weight and angle to the ground finally pulled the plant out of the ground.
This agave is commonly called a “century plant,” because when it flowers by sending up a stalk (spike), which it does only once, it dies. Its age is more accurately 25-30 years, not 100 years. If not by its own weight, this agave was doomed either way.