Clouds Over The Catalinas — Image by kenne
The monsoon brought below-average rain this year
that is unless you are up in the Santa Catalina Mountains.
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Clouds Over The Catalinas Leave a comment
Monsoon Weather Has Moved On Leave a comment
Monsoon Weather Has Moved On — Santa Catalina Mountains Image by kenne
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A Little Rain Overnight in The Catalina Foothills Leave a comment
A Little Rain Overnight in The Catalina Foothills — Image by kenne
the monsoon clouds brought
a little rain overnight
maybe more to come
— kenne
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Monsoon Blues 2 comments
View from the Patio — Panorama by kenne
Monsoon Blues
July mornings begin
With a beautiful blue sky.
This is the monsoon season,
So by mid-day, the clouds
Begin to move in,
Again and again
Only to move on
Dropping rain
Somewhere else —
The drought continues.
— kenne
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Joy’s Birthday Dinner — July 24th Leave a comment
A rainy monsson birthday. A little bit of a lull on the way to Joy’s birthday dinner.
Joy and Kenne outside the Wild Garlic Resturant — Images by kenne
“Women belong in all places where decisions are being made.
It shouldn’t be that women are the exception.”
— Ruth Bader Ginsburg
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Clouds 1 comment
Clouds But No Monsoon, Yet — Image by kenne
I’ve looked at clouds from both sides now
From up and down and still somehow
It’s cloud illusions I recall
I really don’t know clouds at all
— Joni Mitchel
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Mt. Lemmon Is Dry! 4 comments
Mt. Lemmon Is Dry — Image by kenne
The Summer monsoon officially starts today.
However, nature didn’t get the message.
Whether in the desert valley or the mountains
the drought continues to preach the southwest.
Will this monsoon season be another nonsoom?
— kenne
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Waiting for Monsoon Rains 4 comments
July Sunset — Images by kenne
No monsoon
rain
scorch earth
fire
mountain trails
closed
sheltering at home,
still.
— kenne
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Waiting For Summer Desert Rains 1 comment
Waiting For Summer Desert Rains — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The clouds are stacking up high
In that clear blue afternoon sky
Turning the scorching sun to mere silver lining
Raising a cool hope in all desert being
Is that the long-awaited monsoon coming?
Who would know?
The wind blows westward steadfast
Giving the convoy of clouds a warm piggyback
But who knows when…?
The clouds will turn into precious monsoon rain
Or just evaporate spontaneously once again!
Oh monsoon rain
You kept us all in clear suspense
Desert being are dreaming of you for so long
Are you, or are you not visiting us soon?
The clouds have covered the June evening sky
Colored light brown like bowl of boiled rice
Signaling monsoon rain may be on its way
Sooner we can hope for something real nice!
— Tushar Ray
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My Weekly Mountain Sojourn Leave a comment
Golden Columbine On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
We drive the twisting
Catalina Highway
leaving the desert
for alpine forests
on Mt. Lemmon —
one hour away.
Today I guide hikers
on the Aspen Draw
trail among the tall trees
next to the steep slopes
of Mt. Lemmon Ski Valley —
north America’s southernmost.
Wildflowers of the Sky Islands
are in full bloom celebrating
the summer monsoon rains
below the towering conifers —
temperate species of
Apache pine and Chihuahuan pine.
Recent heavy rains
have eroded the trail
exposing trees roots
not always easy to see
in shadows on the trail —
I reminded the hikers.
Moving with more speed
on the downhill return
careful of foot but
not careful enough
as I tripped over a root
now shouldering the pain.
— kenne
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Sonoran Desert Monsoon Sunset 1 comment
Sonoran Desert Monsoon Sunset (Tucson Arizona) — Image by kenne
The monsoon is here
rolling over the mountains
soaking the desert.
— kenne
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Not Waiting For The Monsoon 1 comment
Image by kenne
Each day we move on
because life doesn’t wait.
— kenne
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The Ghosts of Monsoons Past 3 comments
Grunge Art by kenne
Human Misery
The clock that strikes five before the sun –
A dark horror grips lonely people,
In the evening-garden bleak trees swish,
The dead one’s countenance stirs at the window.
Perhaps this hour stands still.
Before dull eyes blue images flutter
To the rhythm of the ships, which rock in the river.
At the wharf a row of nuns blows by.
Pale and blind girls play in the hazel bush,
Like lovers, who embrace in sleep.
Perhaps flies sing around a carcass there,
Perhaps also a child weeps in the mother’s lap.
From hands asters sink blue and red,
The youth’s mouth slips away strange and wise;
And eyelids flutter fear-confused and quiet;
Through fevered blackness a scent of bread blows.
It seems one also hears horrible screaming;
Bones shimmer through decayed walls.
An evil heart laughs loudly in beautiful rooms;
A dog runs past a dreamer.
An empty coffin gets lost in the darkness.
A room wants to light up palely for the murderer,
Meanwhile, lanterns are smashed in the night’s storm.
Laurel adorns the noble one’s white temple.
— Georg Trakl
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Blooming Century Plant (Agave) I 2 comments
Blooming Century Plant (Agave) — Computer Painting by kenne
Sonoran Monsoon Season
The monsoon season is here.
Triple digit temperatures,
with cool mornings and
daylight at 5:00 a.m. —
perfect for a morning run,
as the sun rises casting
long shadows and silhouettes
of white-winged doves atop
the giant saguaro cactus.
Many years ago we
took a risk on love,
then seven years ago
we took a risk on life and
moved to the Sonora Desert.
Many thought we were crazy,
maybe we were at the time,
after all, what is life
without some risk.
Seven years of desert monsoons
have brought us closer to nature,
now more connected to life
we appreciate each day
and the opportunities
to continue taking risks,
increasing our capacity
to live life in unsuspected and
unpredictable ways.
— kenne
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Friday Hike Rained Out, A Photo Essay 10 comments
Friday morning, July 1st, a little before 8:00am we stood in the McDonald’s parking lot
looking up at the dark clouds over the Santa Catalina mountains.
This is our regular meeting place before driving the 25 miles up to
Mt. Lemmon for the SCVN (Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists) summer guided hikes.
Only, this Friday morning there were just the three guides, Maribeth, Maureen and myself.
Others who may have been planning to hike on Mt. Lemmon, probably
took one look out the window deciding it was not a good day for hiking.
This Friday’s scheduled hike was to be a six mile hike starting at the Ski Valley parking lot,
hiking a loop of Aspen Drew, Lemmon and Meadow trails starting at 9:00am.
After a brief discussion, we decided to cancel the hike. However,
since all the SCVN summer hikes are posted in the Arizona Daily Star,
as the lead guide, I would need to drive to Ski Valley letting those who may
still be planning on hiking know that the hike had been cancelled.
As somewhat expected, the weather conditions got worse as I drove up Catalina Highway.
The conditions kept changing rapidly from mist, thick fog, to rain.
When I arrived at the Ski Valley parking lot, there were five vehicles
with about twelve people preparing to hike. At closer look,
I didn’t recognize anyone, so I ask if they were there to do the SCVN led hike —
no, they were members of the Southern Arizona Hiking Club.
The conversation ended quickly as we were beginning to experience a heavy downpour.
The rain lasted long enough for the hiking club members to call off their hike.
It didn’t help that the temperature was 55 wet degrees.
Ironically, the Southern Arizona Hiking Club had been planning on doing
the same combination of trails as SCVN had scheduled.
Now that my task was completed, I started my drive back, stopping at the Summerhaven public restrooms.
I was hoping to get a cup of coffee in Summerhaven, but that would have to wait till getting back down the mountain.
In the summertime, the monsoon weather can change quickly, bringing plenty of lightening, wind, hail and rain.
For the return drive, the fog had lifted and the thick clouds had begun to breakup.
Since I had plenty of time, what better used of it than to stop now and then takeing photos.
In the distance beyond the last ridge is the Tucson basin. Arriving home after 10:30am, I could see very dark clouds moving into the Tucson area. By mid-day we had received 1.8 inches of rain. What a great way to begin July and the monsoon season in the desert.
— kenne
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