Early Blooming Wildflowers on Mt. Lemmon in the Santa Catalina Mountains (May 17, 2021) — Images by kenne
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Early Blooming Wildflowers on Mt. Lemmon Leave a comment
View From The Top 1 comment
View from the Top, Near Barnum Rock On Mt. Lemmon (10/05/12) — Image by kenne
The landscape changes, so enjoy it: of course,
you have to have an objective in mind – to reach the top.
But as you are going up, more things can be seen, and it’s no bother
to stop now and again and enjoy the panorama around you.
At every meter conquered, you can see a little further,
so use this to discover things that you still had not noticed.
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Water In The Canyon 3 comments
Water Above Sabino Dam
Snowmelt on Mt. Lemmon has water in Sabino Creek for the first time in months.
Water running in Sabino Creek — Images by kenne
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Clearing The Forest Floor 2 comments
Clearing The Forest Floor (Santa Catalina Mountains) — Images by kenne
The Forest Service tries to mitigate the risk of catastrophic wildfire by actively managing the landscape and its fuels. By increasing the spacing between trees and bushes and removing dead and fallen vegetation, we can create a better chance for healthy trees and plants to withstand a wildfire. The above photos show work done by stacking dead and small vegetation that become part of controlled burns in the Santa Catalina Mountains.
— kenne
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A Wintery Morning In Tucson 1 comment
Northwest View from the Patio (Catalina Foothills) — Image by kenne
The clouds opened up just log enough to get this photo this morning.
Patio Panorama Northwest View
The view now is solid gray.
Patio Panorama Southern View (Look carefully and you will see large Snowflakes)
So far we have receive about an inch of rain here in Tucson with Mt Lemmon getting 12 inches of snow.
We need the moisture after 2020 being the driest year on record.
— kenne
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Snow On The Mountain 1 comment
Snow On Mt. Lemmon, Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
First Snow
The snow
began here
this morning and all day
continued, its white
rhetoric everywhere
calling us back to why, how,
whence such beauty and what
the meaning; such
an oracular fever! flowing
past windows, an energy it seemed
would never ebb, never settle
less than lovely! and only now,
deep into night,
it has finally ended.
The silence
is immense,
and the heavens still hold
a million candles, nowhere
the familiar things:
stars, the moon,
the darkness we expect
and nightly turn from. Trees
glitter like castles
of ribbons, the broad fields
smolder with light, a passing
creekbed lies
heaped with shining hills;
and though the questions
that have assailed us all day
remain — not a single
answer has been found —
walking out now
into the silence and the light
under the trees,
and through the fields,
feels like one.
— Mary Oliver
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Phoneline Trail In December Leave a comment
Phoneline Trail In December — Image by kenne
Phoneline Trail runs along the eastern slope of Sabino Canyon. Created to carry supplies up to Summerhaven on Mt. Lemmon.
Later, the first phone line from Tucson to Mt. Lemmon ran along the trail. If you look carefully at the higher elevations,
you can find broken lines and insulators on the ground.
— kenne
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Mushroom Art Leave a comment
Photo-Artistry by kenne
Nature alone is antique, and the oldest art a mushroom.
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Autumn Mountain Wildflowers 3 comments
Autumn Mountain Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Autumn wildflowers in southeast Arizona begin blooming in late October as
the weather cools, and will continue blooming until the hard frosts of
late November, early December. Scattered wildflowers can be observed
here in lower elevation desert areas almost all year-round.
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Fallen Leaves Leave a comment
Fallen Leaves On Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
In my beginning is my end. Now the light falls
Across the open field, leaving the deep lane
Shuttered with branches, dark in the afternoon,
Where you lean against a bank while a van passes,
And the deep lane insists on the direction
Into the village, in the electric heat
Hypnotised. In a warm haze the sultry light
Is absorbed, not refracted, by grey stone.
The dahlias sleep in the empty silence.
Wait for the early owl.
— from Four Quartets by T. S. Eliot
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Mt. Lemmon Fall Colors 2 comments
Hiking Mid-October on Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Fall colors abound
Creating a tapestry
On the mountain trails.
— kenne
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Mountain Wildflowers Leave a comment
Wildflowers on Mt. Lemmon, Santa Catalina Mountains — Images by kenne
What is the late November doing
With the disturbance of the spring
And creatures of the summer heat,
And snowdrops writhing under feet
And hollyhocks that aim too high
Red into grey and tumble down
Late roses filled with early snow?
Thunder rolled by the rolling stars
Simulates triumphal cars
Deployed in constellated wars
Scorpion fights against the sun
Until the Sun and Moon go down
Comets weep and Leonids fly
Hunt the heavens and the plains
Whirled in a vortex that shall bring
The world to that destructive fire
Which burns before the ice-cap reigns
— from Four Quartets by T. S. Eliot
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Aspen Draw Trail — Fall Colors 1 comment
Aspen Draw Trail On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
Walk the mountain trails
Beauty is all around us
Never to forget.
The words miss the mark
If only they could capture
The moment in time.
So, we keep trying
To share visual moments
And all its beauty.
— kenne
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Cabin In The Woods 1 comment
Cabin In The Woods (Mt. Lemmon) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
I wish I could escape to that cabin in the woods,
Where the trees have a face like no other.
And those trees play songs,
with the breeze sweeping through their branches.
I wish I could hear their songs.
Not just hear, but to actively listen
Because they fill their chords with notes of love.
I want their tunes to brush my ear
and their leaves to gently cover me from above.
The leaves that don’t crunch or wither or die.
The leaves are full of ever-increasing life.
When the fallen leaves have touched my skin
Chills cover my flesh and shoot me with a sensation.
I have been touched by this gracious life.
— from Cabin In The Woods by Little.Bird
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Turn and Run Leave a comment
Arizona Gray Squirrel (Mt. Lemmon, 09/01/14) Images by kenne
Turn and Run
Invading a place
Belonging to another
How was I to know?
— kenne
