Sea of Cortez Sunset (02/11/16) — Image by kenne
3/12/86/ #3 I asked my dad why he didn’t worship Ricky Ricardo,
who was Latin, instead of Ward Cleaver who was white.
Because Ricky Ricardo is not Mexican. He’s Cuban.
But Ward Cleaver’s not Mexican.
No, but he’s not Cuban.
And that was that.
— from the Aztec love god by Tony Diaz
Shopping in Nogales — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— kenne
Seagull Over Puerto Peñasco, Mexico — Image by kenne
Oh, the wild seagull, the bold seagull,
As he screams in his wheeling flight;
As he sits on the waves in storm or calm,
All cometh to him aright.
All cometh to him as he liketh best,
Nor any his will gainsay;
And he rides on the waves like a bold, young king,
That was crowned but yesterday!
— from The Sea-Gull by Lloyd Mifflin
Audrey (July 2019) — Image by kenne
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Pelican Landing in Waters Near Puerto Penasco — Image by kenne
Slideshow of Pelican Taking Off in Waters Near Puerto Penasco — Images by kenne
The Sea of Cortas — Image by kenne
Great Tail Grackle (Playa del Carman) — Image by kenne
The grackle’s voice is less than mellow,
His heart is black, his eye is yellow,
He bullies more attractive birds
With hoodlum deeds and vulgar words,
And should a human interfere,
Attacks that human in the rear.
I cannot help but deem the grackle
An ornithological debacle.
— Ogden Nash
Common Mellana — Image by kenne
After a few days on the beach, the jungle on down the shoreline peaked my interest,
so I left the beach scenery for the jungle scenery.
It wasn’t long before the shoreline became challenging big boulders alone the shore inhabited by a lot of lizards.
(Note the lizard on the near boulder.)
As I climbed over the boulders I kept looking for a path into the jungle.
Finally there was an opening, but not much of a path.
In addition to thick growth and debris, there was a fence adding to my passage into the jungle.
Other than seeing a lot of lizards, my attempt to go into the the jungle on my own was uneventful.
So, I headed back to the beach scene.
— kenne
Greatkiskadee, Playa del Carmen, Mexico — Image by kenne
Wilson’s Plovers — Playa del Carman, Mexico — Image by kenne
Playacar Beach Sunrise — Image by kenne
Thirteen family members were able to spend a week at Sandos Playacar Beach Resort in Playa del Carmen.
Chase and James were able to do some parasailing while others watched along the shore.
Chase and James stand together for some photo-ops while the jet-sky was readied to take them out to the parasailing boat.
Jill takes a photo of Justin, Chase and James with Abby and Jerri walking nearby.
A big splash as they head toward the parasailing boat.
They’re off, with a cargo ship and hotels on the island of Cozomel in the background.
Up, up and away.
A few passing clouds provide a backdrop.
Chase and James are pulled back toward the boat.
Family watching and taking photos. Images by kenne
Sandos Playacar Beach Sunrise — iPhone Image by kenne
Nearing the end of our two-week vacation that has included Jill and Hugh’s wedding in Kingwood, Texas, the French Quarter in New Orleans and Playa del Carmen, Mexico. We will end our vacation by visiting Tulum, the site of a pre-Columbian Mayan walled city.
— kenne
El Rapido Wall Poster — Image by kenne
Mexico
I parted
like a note divided
in search of itself.
I looked
in the colors of night
for day’s shadows.
I hunted
rivers lights
in old dreams.
Double essence so closely bound
tightrope of my natural order.
Mexico.
Sometimes I think of you
on afternoons like this
An old distress comes over me.
Serch for paths of earth
at the edge of the depth.
On warm banks
blue-feathered herons
cultivate red pearls.
There is no time for weeping
if you are to live in me.
Memories were never
the liquid measure of love.
— Lucha Corpi
Becoming is Superior to Being 