Archive for the ‘Kingwood Texas’ Tag
Winter 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
Joy wading out on Galveston West Beach to be with the grandchildren.
This year Joy’s birthday was celebrated in Galveston, Texas. We rented a beach house on the west end of Galveston Island. Hugh had written a song that was to have been performed at the beach house, but schedules made it difficult to happen there. So, several days later Hugh set-up his equipment in Jill’s game room for Joy and myself with James as cameraman and Jill doing the rhythm. Hugh actually did a mini-concert for Joy.
I’m now back in Tucson, Joy will be returning on the 21st — you know how grandmothers are.
kenne
Joy on Galveston Island (She’s still in Houston with family and I’m here in Tucson.) — Image by kenne
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
It’s not warm when she’s away
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And she’s always gone too long
Anytime she goes away
Wonder this time where she’s gone
Wonder if she’s gone to stay
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
And I know, I know, I know, I know,
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know, I know, I know, I know
I know, I know,
Hey, I oughtta leave young thing alone
But ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
Only darkness every day
Ain’t no sunshine when she’s gone
And this house just ain’t no home
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
Anytime she goes away
— Bill Withers
Katelyn Turner, Janie Turner, Joy Otrey, Kenne D. Turner, Mary Ann Turner-McCloud, Buddy McCloud, Katie Turner-Bailey and Kenne G. Turner (Lupe Tortilla’s in The Woodlands, Texas, July 27, 2018) — Image by waiter, Saul
We have been planning Joy’s 70th birthday for several months. We knew Kate and her Family who now lives in New Hampshire would not be able to make it to the beach house gathering in Galveston this weekend. We also knew that Katelyn, Janie and Kenne D. would be camping in Central Texas.
Then, a couple of weeks ago we learned Kate would be attending a conference in Houston this week, so plans were quickly made to have dinner on the 27th — Kate was very pleased. We arrived in Houston at 3:30 pm with plenty of time for dinner at 6:30 pm in The Woodlands.
Tomorrow we leave for the Galveston beach house.
kenne
A Flooded Neighborhood Grocery in Kingwood, Texas — Image by kenne
We are here in Kingwood, Texas staying with one of our children, Jill, and grandson James in Kingwood, Texas, which is part of Houston. It flooding down in Houston, and unless you are on a mountain top disconnected from the social media world, this is not news to you. Record amounts have rain has fallen causes massive flooding, even in places that have never flooded.
Thousands of people are flooded out of the homes, and many have no place to go. Many of these people are those who are bearly able to get by on a daily basis. Many are the people who do our dirty work.
“Who’s gonna build your wall boys?
Who’s gonna mow your lawn?
Who’s gonna cook your Mexican food
When your Mexican maid is gone?
Who’s gonna wax the floors tonight
Down at the local mall?
Who’s gonna wash your baby’s face?
Who’s gonna build your wall?”
— Tom Russell
Today I spent part of my day driving through parts of Kingwood, a planned community where poor young Hispanics would not be able to afford to live. Yet, one-third of the Houston population is Hispanic, some of which may not be here legally. Regardless, without many of this population; Who would be doing our dirty-work? Who will help clean up Houston after Harvey? I was thinking about this question and its answer today during my drive when I saw a large group of people coming out of a local grocery store that had been flooded.
— kenne
Solitude — Image by kenne
Solitude is not freedom for it exists only in a black and white world.
— kenne

Jill’s Roses (May 20, 2017) Images by kenne
Jill’s Kingwood roses
Somewhere on Aspen Pass Drive
Bedded in mulch.
— kenne
This Christmas Eve was sunny and warm in Kingwood, Texas and as I have done in past visits, I went for a photographic walk in nearby East End Park. It’s just what I do.
“I wish to know an entire heaven and an entire earth.”
— Henry David Thoreau
Images by kenne (Click On Any Titled Image To View In Slideshow Format)
“There is no point in hurrying because you are not actually going anywhere. However far or long you plod, you are always in the same place: in the woods. It’s where you were yesterday, where you will be tomorrow. The woods is one boundless singularity. Every bend in the path presents a prospect indistinguishable from every other, every glimpse into the trees the same tangled mass. For all you know, your route could describe a very large, pointless circle. In a way, it would hardly matter.”
― Bill Bryson, A Walk in the Woods: Rediscovering America on the Appalachian Trail
On December 23, while in Kingwood,
Texas, we drove around observing some
of the many Christmas decorations.
Here are a few of the decorated homes,
starting with the home of Joy’s daughter, Jill.






Images by kenne


Kingwood, Texas East End Park On Christmas Eve — iPhone Panoramas by kenne
Magnolia Blossoms — Image by kenne
I Keep On Running
I awake in time for
an early morning run,
magnolia blossoms opening in
the muggy East Texas air
pushed by squall lines
moving in from the Gulf,
moisture dropping occasionally
from the trees as I run
the sidewalk streets lined with
excessively large homes
and yards carved carefully
out of the woods,
having created a tragedy
of what was home
for what was meant to be
before society forgot
what it means to
embrace existence
without creating
self-imposed angst
in an irrational universe –
I keep on running
and running
and running
and running.
— kenne
I love that bitter taste! (James, July 22, 2009) — Image by kenne
Eagle Scout Bird House Project — Image by kenne
Eagle Scout bird house
One of thirty in the park
A cobweb entrance.
— kenne
Bird House with Cobweb Entrance, East End Park, Kingwood, Texas — Image by kenne
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.
kenne