Painted Desert– B&W Image by kenne
“Wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit, and as vital to our lives
as water and good bread. A civilization which destroys what little remains of the wild,
the spare, the original, is cutting itself off from its origins and betraying the principle of
civilization itself.”
― from Desert Solitaire by
Saguaros In Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“Wilderness is not a luxury but a necessity of the human spirit,
and as vital to our lives as water and good bread.
A civilization which destroys what little remains of the wild,
the spare, the original, is cutting itself off from its origins
and betraying the principle of civilization itself.”
Painted Lady Butterfly On A Bluedicks Wildflower (Sabino Canyon Recreation Area) — Image by kenne
— Edward Abbey
Brown Haze — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— Edward Abbey
Pondering the Hiking Moments On the Trail — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Pondering the Hiking Moments
— kenne
* Edward Abbey
The Society of the Fifth Cave Christmas Celebration, December 19, 2009
The Society of the Fifth Cave, “A Reading Club for the Non-Discriminating Bourgeoisie,” has existed in one form are another, since 1983. I became a member in 1998. The last time I was able to attend one of our monthly meetings was September 2012.
— kenne
— Edward Abbey
David Fitzsimmons,Tucso Arizona Daily Star — Source: CagleCartoon.com
Recently, Joy received a Bookmans gift card. Bookmans is more than just a bookstore, it’s an entertainment exchange with a commitment to the people and communities they have served for over forty years. While there, I selected three books: Epitaph for a Desert Anarchist — The Life and Legacy of Edward Abbey by James Bishop; The River of Doubt by Candie Millard; Spanish Essentials for Dummies, the last two in preparation for my August trip to the Amazon in northern Bolivia. — kenne
— from The Fool’s Progress by Edward Abbey
Bear Canyon Trail — Photo-Artistry by kenne
I sometimes choose to think that man is a dream,
thought an illusion, and only rock is real. Rock and sun
. . . belief? What do I believe in? I believe in sun. In
rock. In the dogma of the sun and the doctrine of the rock.
I believe in blood, fire, woman, rivers, eagles, storms,
drums, flutes, banjos and broom-tailed horses.
— Edward Abbey, A Voice Crying In The Wilderness
Natural Bridge Trail Panorama ( Capitol Reef National Park) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— Edward Abbey
Pusch Ridge Wilderness, Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
“Wilderness. The word itself is music.
Wilderness. Wilderness… We scarcely know what we mean by the term,
though the sound of it draws all whose nerves and emotions have not been
irreparably stunned, deadened, numbed by the caterwauling of commerce,
the sweating scramble for profit and domination.”
— Edward Abbey
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
Tucson Basin — Panorama by kenne
“. . . the West of my deepest imaginings—the place where the tangible and the mythical became the same.”
— Edward Abbey
