Western Sneezeweed — Image by kenne
— from The Flower That Smiles Today by Percy Shelley
Sneezeweed Art by kenne
Green to blue
Yellow to orange
New to old
— kenne
Mt. Lemmon Columbine — Image by kenne
I hold no preference among flowers,
so long as they are wild, free, spontaneous.
Cutleaf Evening Primrose — Image by kenne
Before going on our August road trip I created a number of draft posting that I never posted.
This one is from August 2, 2021 — doing some housekeeping.
— kenne
A Hiking Break On The Box Camp Trail In The Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
He sat on the pine needles
Next to a medium size pine
Pondering the moment
Sweeping away illusions
Before contiuing the hike
On the Box Camp trail.
— kenne
How may we overcome the fear of birth and death
and arrive at the state that is as indestructible as a diamond?
What way can direct us in our practice
to sweep away our thousands of illusions?
If the awakened mind shows its compassion
and opens up for us the treasure store,
then we may bring into our lives
the wonderful diamond teachings.
— from The Diamond That Cuts through Illusion by Thich Nhat Hanh
Orange Cap Mushroom (Amanita Muscaria) On Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Fiddleneck Wildflowers — Image by kenne
always take the time
when you are walking outdoors
to look more closely
nature surprises
keep eyes wide open
— kenne
Wildflowers (July 30, 2014) — Grunge Art by kenne
Macromeria Wildflowers — Image by kenne
rain on the mountain
brings forth many wildflowers
spring blooms in July
— kenne
Mt. Lemmon Western Sneezeweed — Image by kenne
The Dominant Themes of Life
Time present
Time past
Time Future
Timelessness
Identity
Memory
Consciousness
Humility
Place
Love
— kenne
Little Cactus On Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The most visible creators I know of are
those artists whose medium is life itself.
The ones who express the inexpressible —
without brush, hammer, clay, or guitar.
They neither paint nor sculpt — their
medium is being. Whatever their presence
touches has increased life. They see and
don’t have to draw. They are the artists of
being alive.
— J. Stone
Common Yarrow (Mt. Lemmon) Image by kenne
Out of the darkness
Daylight casts long dark shadows
Soon to disappear.
— kenne
Taking a Mt. Lemmon Selfie — Image by kenne
Lemmon Rock lookout
The place to send a selfie —
A perfect background.
— kenne
Mt. Lemmon Turkey Run Cabin — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Cabin
There’s always an injury
when we compare one thing
to something else, the tepid moon
to its jealous sister, the viscous fog
to seven years of silence.
And any word can be a knife
when thrown with care.
We sacrifice our hearts
for the quietness of books.
A loaf of bread cooling on the counter
is a wild act of love.
Even as I dislodge every spider web
in the cabin, we will still find
something caught and dying
in the morning,
eyes glistening like dew
in the back of the fireplace
where newspapers and forests
become opportunities
for longing.
— Grant Clauser
Turkey Run Gallery by kenne
I was originally scheduled to lead the SCVN Turkey Run Trail hike tomorrow. However, because of some nagging leg problems,
I had to bow out. Instead, I did hike Turkey Run with two friends (Tom and John) last Friday. Usually, by this time of year,
there are plenty of wildflowers, but not this year. The gallery contains cow parsnip, New Mexico Locust, and silverpuff.
— kenne
