These images were taken a couple of weeks ago,
but with recent temperatures down around freezing,
mountain wildflowers are in their last stage of life.
Still plenty of wildflowers at the basin level.
Golden Columbines on Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Why should we think upon things that are lovely? Because thinking determines life. It is a common habit to blame life upon the environment. Environment modifies life but does not govern life. The soul is stronger than its surroundings.
Columbine Wildflower on Mt. Lemmon (July 8, 2016) — Image by kenne
“I’m addicted to the entire planet.
I don’t want to leave it.
I want to get down into it.
I want to say hello.
On the beach, I could have stopped all day long
and looked at those damned shells,
looked for all the messages
that come not in bottles but in shells…”
“Where the birds of spring, in their season sing,
Their spontaneous melodies;
Where the columbine and the stately pine
Stand quivering in the breeze;
Where the aspen tall hugs the trachyte wall,
And the wild rose bedecks the hill;
Where the willows weep, and their vigils keep,
On the banks of the San Miguel.”
— from “The Valley Of The San Miguel” by Alfred Castner King