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A Change of Scene, Santa Catalina Mountains (February 21, 2013) — Image by kenne
Four inches
of snow
on the
mountains tops
April 26th.
this image
is not it
since the snow
melted
early morning —
Bukowski
would say
“as the
spirit
wanes
the form appears.”
–kenne
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A Lonesome Dove — Image by kenne
Each spring a pair of
white-winged doves
return to our patio area
and each year I welcome
the morning cooing calls,
sometimes on the front
courtyard wall as I leave
to go hiking or a morning run.
Later in the day,
always near sunset,
I see them at the patio fountain
for an end of day watering —
they may not know it
but we have become close friends
over the five years
we have called Tucson our home.
The other day as I returned from
an early morning run
I noticed a dove
on the street circle grassy area
face down
tail feather pointed up,
almost instinctively
I began to look around —
there on the courtyard wall
was a lone dove
looking toward the circle.
Later that morning I saw him
in a mesquite tree near the circle —
and for days now I see
him as if without looking.
Slowly I have accepted
that my friend
has lost a friend.
Now only one dove
visits the fountain at sunset.
I have begun to noticed
morning cooing again,
maybe, just maybe my friend
will find a new friend.
— kenne
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She is reaching out her arms tonight,
Lord, my poverty is real
I pray roses shall rain down again,
from Guadalupe on her hill
and who am I to doubt these mysteries?
Cured in centuries of blood and candle smoke
I am the least of all your children here,
but I am most in need of hope.
She appeared to Juan Diego,
she left her image on his cape
five hundred years of sorrow,
cannot destroy their deepest faith
so here I am, your ragged disbeliever,
old doubting Thomas drowns in tears
as I watch your church sink through the earth,
like a heart worn down through fear
She is reaching out her arms tonight. . .
— from Guadalupe by Tom Russell
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Low Clouds In The Catalina Mountains (July 5, 2015 view from patio)– Image by kenne
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Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly — Computer Art by kenne
Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly — Image by kenne
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Mexican Bird of Paradise — Images by kenne
Sometimes called the Red Bird of Paradise, this fast growing plant comes on quickly in the spring from being cut back after the first in the late fall. Although it’s considered an evergreen, the cooler fall desert nights cause it to loose any remaining blossoms and begin to loose leaves. Until then, they add a lot of color to our desert landscape.
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Bee & Mesquite Beetle on a Prickly Pear Blossom — Image by kenne
I would not sacrifice a single living mesquite tree for
any book ever written. One square mile of living desert is
worth a hundred “great books” — and one brave deed
is worth a thousand.
— Edward Abbey
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“Blossom of Colors” — Computer Art by kenne
What is art?
What is life?
What is time?
I know, but
when you ask me
I don’t.
To define
is to fix
in place,
nothing
in real life
is fixed.
— kenne
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There’s a lot of cicada noise In Sedona. — Image by kenne
It’s not ringing in your ears
you hear, it’s
horny cicadas singing
their hearts out.
— kenne
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Sedona Panorama from the Airport Loop Trail (June 13, 2015) — Image by kenne
On my recent trip to Sedona I was using both my D200 and D800 Nikons. I had a 12-28 Nikon DX lens on the D200. The above panorama was created by merging two 28mm, f/18, 1/60, ISO 100 images in Photoshop.
I have had the D200, which has a 10.2-MP CCD image sensor, for ten years and it continues to be a real workhorse. Usually, when hiking I carry one camera, the D800 with a 28-300 zoom lens. Because of the variety of views on this trail, I carried both cameras, which allowed me to capture this panorama image — thanks to Photoshop.
kenne
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Morning Meditation — Computer Art by kenne
“Give me silence, water, hope . . .”
— Pablo Neruda
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I don’t believe in age.
All old people
carry
in their eyes,
a child,
and children,
at times
observe us with the
eyes of wise ancients.
Shall we measure
life
in meters or kilometers
or months?
How far since you were born?
How long
must you wander
until
like all men
instead of walking on its surface
we rest below the earth?
— from Ode to Age by Pablo Neruda
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Rock Hibiscus — Computer Painting by kenne
Your pea-like flower
creeps along the ground
in full sail with
tangled cluster leaf stalks,
your masts
two-lobed purple petal,
your banner
two smaller light pink petals,
your wings
two fused petals,
your keel.
— kenne
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Desert Wildflowers — Computer Painting by kenne
the old man
hikes with
heavy feet
across the soul
of the mountains.
eyes blinking,
sometime winking
at the poppies
wishing to
pull up each
like the skirt of a
young women —
his ego
begins drifting
in the wind
left only with
flashes
of what was.
— kenne
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Wildflower Art — Image by kenne
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Patio Sun Screen — Image by kenne
Our patio is where we can sit and watch the sunset. But when the temperatures start going over 100 degrees, it’s time for the patio sun screen. Through the screen we can watch the sunset with the shadows of the sago palm and olive tree on the screen — beautiful day in the desert!
We almost made it through May without hitting triple digits.
kenne
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A Change of Scene, Santa Catalina Mountains (February 21, 2013) — Image by kenne
A Lonesome Dove — Image by kenne
Image by kenne
Low Clouds In The Catalina Mountains (July 5, 2015 view from patio)– Image by kenne
Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly — Computer Art by kenne
Pipevine Swallowtail Butterfly — Image by kenne
Mexican Bird of Paradise — Images by kenne
Sometimes called the Red Bird of Paradise, this fast growing plant comes on quickly in the spring from being cut back after the first in the late fall. Although it’s considered an evergreen, the cooler fall desert nights cause it to loose any remaining blossoms and begin to loose leaves. Until then, they add a lot of color to our desert landscape.
Bee & Mesquite Beetle on a Prickly Pear Blossom — Image by kenne
“Blossom of Colors” — Computer Art by kenne
There’s a lot of cicada noise In Sedona. — Image by kenne
Sedona Panorama from the Airport Loop Trail (June 13, 2015) — Image by kenne
Morning Meditation — Computer Art by kenne
Rock Hibiscus — Computer Painting by kenne
Desert Wildflowers — Computer Painting by kenne
Wildflower Art — Image by kenne
Patio Sun Screen — Image by kenne
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