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Deep In The Mountain Woods   Leave a comment

Mushrooms (1 of 1) blogMushrooms — Image by kenne

I look through the hole and saw a landscape like that behind
our home, uncared for, and wild. I moved back a few steps
because I sensed vaguely that something was about to  happen.

— from Childhood and Poetry, by Pablo Neruda

Aspens On Mt. Lemmon — Nature’s Way   2 comments

Aspens (1 of 1)-2 Masks blogAspens On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne

Nature’s Way

Golden leaves twist in the breeze

Above the trail near the creek.

I desire to capture every moment

Knowing soon they will fall

To their place of resting 

No longer twisting in the sunlight —

Continuing nature’s way.

— kenne

 

Looking Back At an Icon of Summer   1 comment

End of Summer Columbine (1 of 1) grunge art blogThe Yellow Columbine, My Summer Icon — Computer Art Image by kenne

Summer has pasted

Still one image stays behind

Yellow Columbine.

— kenne

Capturing The Moment –“Who Includes Diversity, and is Nature . . .”   2 comments

Low Clouds Snow On Mountains (1 of 2) blogSabino Canyon with Fog in the Valley and Snow on Mt. Lemmon (12/12/07) —
This image by naturalist Phil Bentley captures the essence of Walt Whitman’s poem,”Kosmos”.

Kosmos

BY WALT WHITMAN

Who includes diversity and is Nature,

Who is the amplitude of the earth, and the coarseness and sexuality of the earth, and the great charity of the earth and the equilibrium also,

Who has not look’d forth from the windows the eyes for nothing, or whose brain held audience with messengers for nothing,

Who contains believers and disbelievers, who is the most majestic lover,

Who holds duly his or her triune proportion of realism, spiritualism, and of the æsthetic or intellectual,

Who having consider’d the body finds all its organs and parts good,

Who, out of the theory of the earth and of his or her body understands by subtle analogies all other theories,

The theory of a city, a poem, and of the large politics of these States;

Who believes not only in our globe with its sun and moon, but in other globes with their suns and moons,

Who, constructing the house of himself or herself, not for a day but for all time, sees races, eras, dates, generations,

The past, the future, dwelling there, like space, inseparable together.

 

Color Me Red   1 comment

Bear Wollow (1 of 1)-2 leaves_art blogColor Me Red — Image by kenne

Colors are changing

As rain drops still cover leaves

After forest rains.

— kenne

Color Thee Green To Red And Gray   1 comment

Bear Wollow (1 of 1)-2 leaves_art blogColor Thee Green to Red and Gray — Image by kenne

XII.
Autumn is seeking the Winter coma
How quickly the years bud fades away
Bug ratty or Autumn burnt, singed
There are brown holes in Summer clothes
No longer green, they’re gone ash gray
A brumal vacuum inserts itself in the air
And how much of a seer must one be
To read Winter encroachment in all this
I can flip a coin and I cannot predict
Heads or tails with any accuracy but
I do know that the rising coin will fall
This much at least I can predict unerringly

— from Autumn Variations, by SPMackin

Moss Sporophytes Dance   1 comment

Bear Wallow (1 of 1)-16_edit blogMoss Sporophytes On A Log In A Mountain Forest — Image by kenne

moss sporophytes dance

alternating phases in

terrestrial life

— kenne

 

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