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Great Blue Heron   Leave a comment

Great Blue Heron on the Shores of Lake Houston (May 27, 2022) — Image by kenne

Early morning

walking the trails

in Eastend Park

watching for animals

in the thick woods

near the shore

of Lake Houston

as a blue heron

views the murky

waters from the

heavy overnight rains.

— kenne

A Limpkin Near The Gulf Coast   1 comment

Limpkin — Image by Hugh Poland

“I cannot teach anybody anything. I can only make them think.”

— Socrates

Azalea Blossom   Leave a comment

Azalea Blossom — Image by kenne

A gulf coast shower

Moves on leaving behind drops

Nurturing new life.

— kenne

Stringweed   Leave a comment

Stringweed ArtStringweed — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Rainy day on the gulf coast —

How beautiful is the rain!
After the dust and heat,
In the broad and fiery street,
In the narrow lane,
How beautiful is the rain!

— from Rain in Summer by Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Days of Contrast   Leave a comment

Sabino Canyon Fall-2-art-2-72Winter In Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
On this day in February, we are in Kingwood Texas celebrating Jill’s birthday. 

Days of Contrast

Winter in Sabino Canyon —
Blue is the color of the sky
Golden the color of desert grass
Mountain colors changing
With the angle of the sun.

Winter on the Gulf Coast —
Gray the color of the sky  
Damp air chills to the bone
Diminishing a desire to walk
In the east Texas woods. 

— kenne


“. . .in the aftermath of Harvey”   1 comment

Kingwood Flood DSC_0308 blog IIImage by kenne

The following was written by a Gulf Coast resident and close friend, Kris Nordstrom McBride and originally appeared on Facebook.

I just have to share something (long) in the aftermath of Harvey.

Here in Texas, in our darkest hours, the people of this community, this state, this country and indeed around the world, have shown one another such kindness and generosity that it should renew our faith in our fellow man.

Recovery is an imperfect thing – there will be mistakes and missteps; sadness and frustration; devastating financial losses. And yes, there are bad people out there who will take advantage of the misfortune of others. But the VAST majority of people have opened their hearts and their homes to help others.

Friends and family have helped one another in unprecedented ways. Our churches, our ACTS and KC brothers and sisters, our Rotary Clubs, our Parrothead Clubs have all found ways, big and small, to help one another. Neighbors are checking on one another. Small business owners have gone the extra mile for their employees, reached into their pockets to cover motels and food costs for their displaced staff, often when they could really not afford it themselves. And of course, our First Responders (two of them Scott and Sabrina’s close, close friends and “my kids” too) and untold everyday people have put themselves in harm’s way to help others.

Most of you reading this know my friend Linda Johnson, my dear and special friend of more than 40 years. I stay with Linda when I work overnight in Houston. We drink a little wine and never run out of things to say to one another. A true and devoted friend.

Linda counts herself as one of the lucky ones. She “only” had a few feet of water in her home. She has two fabulous daughters and their families to stay with, a great employer who cares about her, and a huge circle of extended family and friends who love her dearly and will not let her be alone or in need.

BUT – she is still a single woman living alone, working toward her retirement in a few years, and like most of us, living on a budget and with no flood insurance. Walking into her home for the first time and seeing the destruction, the loss of family things, was…well…..just like for everyone else – horrible beyond words. Linda is a strong woman, but even for her, it was becoming overwhelming. How would she get this done? Where will the money come from? How does this happen?

Sunday she pulled up to her subdivision, found a high water vehicle to take her to her doorstep to begin the slow and painful process of wading through her home and trying to figure out where to start. Where do you start? How do you do this? Out of nowhere, “THEY” appeared and said, “what help do you need?” Tears streaming down her face she said “Everything” …..

Monday morning a group of about two dozen people met her at the house, complete strangers, and in SIX HOURS took her from destruction to on the road to recovery – these amazing people, again, complete strangers, worked in teams – one team packing her things, one pulling out carpet, one hauling things to the street, another cutting the sheet rock. IN SIX HOURS they changed her life!

During their short time together, they laughed with her and talked about her collection of beautiful wine glasses and nice wines, which made it through the flood intact.

Before she left for the day, she went upstairs to her office and the ladies who had packed her things had left 4 wine glasses, two bottles of wine and an opener on her desk – a small gesture that meant so much. They knew this would mean “home” and “normal” to her.

Linda is still in such a state of shock (as so many are) she doesn’t even know their full names, and will likely never see these folks again, but the impact they had on her life will never be forgotten. As best I can gather doing a little online research, these amazing people were from The Bayou City Fellowship Church and they have organized an unbelievable volunteer effort to help their community. Bless Them!

EVERYONE has done so much – I know this sort of amazing help is being repeated over and over all across Texas.

From the bottom of my heart to everyone who has served a meal, donated a piece of clothing or reached out to their fellow man in any way……..THANK YOU! And BLESS YOU!

As we say in ACTS — 
God is Good, all the time. 
All the time, God is Good.

— Kris Nordstrom McBride


Families and Friends Helping Families and Friends   1 comment

Flooded Neighborhood (1 of 1) blogThis is the flooded home of the couple on the right. With the help of her brother and sister-in-law on the left, they have been working for days as they recover from Harvey.

Flooded Neighborhood (1 of 1)-2 blogLike a lot of people in Houston, even with severe loses and being very tired, their spirits are upbeat — check out the smiling faces. 

Flooded Neighborhood (1 of 1)-3 blogFor days, cars of people coming to help those flooded have been parked along each side of the street. 

We attended Jill’s church Sunday morning, and it was obvious many were taking a break from a week loses and being of service. Everyone has stories to share. Some homes were not only flooded, but they are also collapsing because of sandy sub-soil. Kingwood high school will be closed for the school year because of structural damage making the buildings unsafe.

Flooded Neighborhood (1 of 1)-4 blogThis is where Jill’s street ends. Beyond the barricades, there is an eight-foot drop into the surrounding forest, not enough to stop the waters as they continued to rise for at least another six feet.

Flooded Neighborhood (1 of 1)-5 blogThis is looking from the end of the street where the barricades are, up to where the street begins to level off. The waters stopped just before reaching the top street elevation, which is where Jill lives. 

These images are representative of the devastation much of southeast Texas has experienced since Harvey ran amok in Texas. People of the Gulf Coast use to unsettling nature of storms coming inland off the coast, but Harvey will be one that will be remembered for generations. Maybe it’s time to start taking lessons from the Dutch, but then, I’ve heard that before. 

— kenne

Flooded Neighborhood (1 of 1)-6 blogImages by kenne (September 3, 2017)

Bayous over banks
Rivers filling man-made lakes
Gaters in back yards

The rain has moved on
Texans help one another
Trash along curb sides.

Bodies over worked
Unaccustomed to the smell
Nightmares when you rest.

A new birth of sun
People sharing their stories
Helps lift the spirits.

— kenne



A Little Bit Of the Gulf Coast In The Desert   Leave a comment

azaleas-0425-blogPotted Azaleas On Our Tucson Patio — Image by kenne

The azaleas in spring,
Are a beautiful thing.
Shades of purple, red and white,
Oh, what a glorious sight.

— from “Azaleas In the Spring,” by J.B. LeBuert

Having lived over 25 years in the Houston, Texas area, one of the things we miss are azaleas blooming in the springtime. Here in the desert, our little plant began to flourish a month ago. 

— kenne


“The Place” Down On The Bayou   4 comments

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERAThe Double Bayou Dance Hall, “The Place”, where you could get good smoke brisket
and local women offered homemade pecan, lemon meringue and sweet potato pies.  (October 19, 2002) — Image by kenne

Double Bayou Dance Hall (1 of 1) photo Filter blogBreak Between Sets at the Double Bayou Dance Hall, “The Place”  (May 25, 2003) — Image by kenne

But the most dangerous thing in the world  
is to run the risk of waking up one morning
and realizing suddenly that all this time
you’ve been living without really and truly living
and by then it’s too late. When you wake up
to that kind of realization,
it’s too late for wishes and regrets.
It’s even too late to dream.

— Kinky Friedman

Water Hyacinth — World’s Worst Aquatic Plant   3 comments

The Invasive Water Hyacinth Blooming on Lake Houston — Images by kenne

These beautiful blossoms photographed near the water’s edge on Lake Houston belong to the water hyacinth, one of the most productive plants on earth and is considered the world’s worst aquatic plant. By forming a dense floating mat on the water surface, they interfere with navigation, recreation, irrigation, and power generation impeding water flow, creating good breeding conditions for mosquitoes.. These thick mats create low oxygen conditions beneath the water surface excluding native submersed and floating-leaved plants.  Water hyacinths can become a severe environmental and economic problem for gulf coast states and in many other areas of the world with a sub-tropical or tropical climate, rapidly spreading throughout inland and coastal freshwater bays, lakes, and marshes. 


Southern Magnolia Blossoms and My Whitman Muse   Leave a comment

Southern Magnolia Blossoms 2015 05 02_0441_edited-2 blogSouthern Magnolia Blossom, Kingwood, Texas — Image by kenne

The hot hazy sun
A southern magnolia
And bourbon whisky

I surrender now
As luring blossoms open
Breast cleavage softness

Afternoon delight
Gives rise to my Whitman muse

Literary trysts

— kenne

Double Bayou, That Is   Leave a comment

OLYMPUS DIGITAL CAMERADouble Bayou Dance Hall (October 19, 2002) — Image by kenne


There’s a sound
coming from a place
down on the bayou,
Double Bayou, that is.

A place where
houserocking blues lovers
would swing to the blues,
Texas Blues, that is.

I miss that place,
a dance hall
down on the bayou,
Double Bayou, that is.

Sixty-seven years
alone the gulf coast,
badly damaged by Ike,
hurricane Ike, that is.

I miss Pete Mayes,
legendary blues man
who ran the dance hall,
Double Bayou, that is.

A true blues man,
everything he sang
had that blues feeling,
Texas blues, that is.

A Pete Mayes concert
at the dance hall 
was a holidays tradition,
Christmas Holidays, that is.

“Old House Recognition”
sign how marks the place
the blues rang
over the bayou,

Double Bayou, that is.

— kenne

Under The Golden Leaves   3 comments

Aspen Draw Fall Colors-8365 art blogUnder the Golden Leaves (Mt. Lemmon in Southern Arizona) — Image by kenne

There’s a gentle rain this morning,

but not in the desert

and mountains of the southwest —

We are in southeast Texas

where we can enjoy

the gulf coast moisture

and grandchildren,

knowing we will soon

leave each to their

mother’s of nature.

 — kenne

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