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Shifting Gears   Leave a comment

Bee On Desert Chicory (Santa Catalina Mountains) — Image by kenne

You should always know 
when you’re shifting gears
in life.

You should leave your era,
it should never leave you.

— Leontyne Price

Desert Chicory And Seed Pod   1 comment

Desert Chicory & Seed Pod — Image by kenne

Frequent throughout the Sonoran Desert in Arizona and Mexico on desert flats,
along wash banks and on rocky slopes.

Mature seeds bear a plume of feathery bristles at the apex.

New Encounters With Living   Leave a comment

Desert Chicory & Honey Bee — Image by kenne

Climate change coupled with a pandemic

has made life more precious 

opening the door to more pursuits

always looking, listening, and learning

creating new encounters with living — 

“art is the residue from

the encounter with living.”

— kenne

 

Spring Wildflowers   2 comments

Spring Wildflowers (Pointed Cats-Eye & Desert Chicory) — Image by kenne

We cannot all see beauty the same way.

— kenne

Don’t Pick The Wildflowers   Leave a comment

A Desert Spring — Desert Chicory & Mexican Poppy — Image by kenne

I Want

all the poppies to bloom
a carpet, bright bed where

you could lie down. And if
I knew where you traveled,

I would cross the river,
climb unraveled banks,

ravines thick with brambles,
and pick their fruit. You might

not know these tangled
arms, but I would bring you

berries, plums, if I knew
your thirst sunk deep as mine.

— Wendy Barker

 

Desert Chicory And Bees   Leave a comment

Desert Chicory-72-2Desert Chicory and Bees — Images by kenne

Desert Chicory & Bees-72

These first days of summer are like the pail
of blueberries that we poured out together
into the iron sink in the basement—

a brightness unleashed and spilling over
with tiny bell-shaped flowers, the windows
opened and the shrubs overwhelming the house

like the memory of a forgotten country, Nature,
with its wandering migrations and hanging borders,
its thickets, woodlands, bee-humming meadows . . .

— from “Summer Surprised Us” by Edward Hirsh

Bee On Desert Chicory Wildflower   2 comments

Desert Chicory-6391 art-72Bee On A Desert Chicory Wildflower — Photo-Artistry by kenne

 

Desert Chicory Wildflowers And Bee   Leave a comment

Chicory and Bee-72Desert Chicory Wildflowers and Bee — Image by kenne

Popping up on the dry desert floor

New sharing space with the old

We are alive and well in the desert

Taking morning hikes in the cool air.

— kenne

Bee On A Desert Chicory Wildflower   Leave a comment

Southerland TrailBee On A Desert Chicory Wildflower — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“The primitive notion of the efficacy of images
presumes that images possess the qualities of real things,
but our inclination is to attribute real things the quality of images.”

— Susan Sontag

Desert Chicory   2 comments

remero-pools-02-14-14-0054-2-chicory-wildflower-blog-ii-framed-blogDesert Chicory — Image by kenne

Your chicory may be blue,

we prefer our chicory white

not the chicory in your stew

unless we are interested in a byte.

— kenne

Desert Chicory Bouquet   4 comments

Desert Chicory-1303 art blogDesert Chicory Bouquet — Computer Art by kenne

For they spring fresh as the mountain flower
From the heart as pure and free
To my lips, and die for a word of power,
That would tell their depths to thee.
But like the flowers on the mountain side
That bloom through the wind and rain.
I will constant prove, whate’er betide,
Dear friend, though our paths are twain.

— from Mountain Flowers by Louisa Lawson

A Cold Mountain Poem   1 comment

Cold Mountain 0862 blog IIDesert Chicory on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne

One of my favorite books of poetry is Riprap and the Cold Mountain Poems, by Gary Snyder. 

The book includes Snyder’s translations of Han-shan’s Cold Mountain Poems. Han-shan was both a man and a mountain, a mountain madman in an old line of ragged hermits. He lived at a place called Cold Mountain, a poor poet having a crazy character. He wrote poems that were rough and fresh, and when he wrote about Cold Mountain, he means himself, his home, his state of mind.

— kenne

Gary Snyder reading “I settled at Cold Mountain long ago . . .”

 

Bee On Desert Chicory Wildflower — Computer Art   Leave a comment

Desert Chicory-6391 art blogBee On Desert Chicory Wildflower — Computer Art by kenne

“If public lands come under greater pressure to be opened for exploitation and use in the twenty-first century, it will be the local people, the watershed people, who will prove to be the last and possibly most effective line of defense.”  — Gary Snyder

 

Bee On A Desert Chicory Wildflower   Leave a comment

Desert Chicory-6391 art blogBee on a Desert Chicory Wildflower — Computer Art by kenne

The Song of the Bee

Buzz! buzz! buzz!
This is the song of the bee.
His legs are yellow;
A jolly, good fellow,
And yet a great worker is he.

In days that are sunny
He’s getting his honey,
In days that are cloudy
He’s making his wax:
On pinks and on lilies,
And gay daffodillies,
And columbine blossoms,
He levies a tax

Buzz! buzz! buzz!
The sweet-smelling clover,
He, humming, hangs over;
The scent of the roses
Makes fragrant his wings:
He never gets lazy;
From thistle and daisy,
And weeds of the meadow,
Some treasure he brings.

Buzz! buzz! buzz!
From morning’s first light
Till the coming of night,
He’s singing and toiling
The summer day through.
Oh! We may get weary,
And think work is dreary;
‘Tis harder by far
To have nothing to do.

— Marian Douglas

(from The Book of Virtues”: A Treasury of Great Moral Stories by William J. Bennett)

Desert Chicory Art   Leave a comment

desert-chicory-02-14-14-0054-art-blogDesert Chicory Art by kenne

I look at nature

Knowing its beauty is there

Because we see it.

— kenne

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