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Mt. Lemmon Wildflower (Mountain Marigold) — Image by kenne
Sunlight breaks through
After a heavy downpour
Turning the trail into a stream
Breaking off above the creek
Lush green and yellow colors
Coming into being on the slopes
Of my favorite mountain trail
A shadow network of sunshine
Through the trees as juncos
Twittering calls echoes in the woods.
— kenne
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Mountain Wildflowers — Images by kenne
“Each flower is a soul opening out to nature.”
— Gerald De Nerval
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Mountain Marigold on Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Death is not the greatest loss in life. The greatest loss is what dies inside us while we live.
— Norman Cousins
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Carpenter Bee on Mountain Marigold — Image by kenne
But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.
— W.B. Yates
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Mountain Marigold Wildflower — Image by kenne
How do you tell one
yellow wildflower
from another?
Practice!
Practice!
I still need
a lot of practice.
— kenne
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Mountain Marigold — Image by kenne
Mountain marigold
Blooming early in dry soil
Warm spring, little rain.
— kenne
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Mountain Marigold, Madera Canyon (October 27,2014) — Image by kenne
Mountain Marigold
Competing with fall colors,
All winners here.
— kenne
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Mountain Marigold
A Prayer in Spring
Oh, give us pleasure in the flowers to-day;
And give us not to think so far away
As the uncertain harvest; keep us here
All simply in the springing of the year.
Oh, give us pleasure in the orchard white,
Like nothing else by day, like ghosts by night;
And make us happy in the happy bees,
The swarm dilating round the perfect trees.
And make us happy in the darting bird
That suddenly above the bees is heard,
The meteor that thrusts in with needle bill,
And off a blossom in mid air stands still.
For this is love and nothing else is love,
The which it is reserved for God above
To sanctify to what far ends He will,
But which it only needs that we fulfil.
— Robert Frost
“Happy Bees” — Images by kenne
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