Archive for the ‘Mt Lemmon’ Tag
Bearded Penstemons — Image by kenne
High upon the mountain trail,
Where pine and aspen share the breeze,
The bearded penstemon blooms bright
Among the grasses and the trees.
Its petals gather drops of rain,
Its stems bend lightly in the wind,
Yet every blossom seems to hold
The strength of stone beneath its skin.
When sunset paints the distant peaks
In amber, rose, and fading gold,
The penstemon keeps its quiet watch,
A mountain treasure to behold.
Mushrooms and Moss on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
Moss holds the slope together.
Mushrooms rise, then vanish.
Water remembers both.
— kenne
Golden Columbine Art (Mt. Lemmon) — Image by kenne
Morning mist lifts slow—
golden columbine glistens,
sunlight finds each leaf.
Honey Bee On Sneezeweed — Image by kenne
Honey bee at work—
sneezeweed sways on Mt. Lemmon,
gold dust in the breeze.
Lupine Blue Butterfly On Cranesbill Wildflower — Image by kenne
Lupine blue flickers—
on cranesbill’s soft purple face,
wings kiss morning light.
Aspens Near The Ski Runs On Mt. Lemmon
Autumn wind chases in
From all directions
And a thousand chaste leaves
Give way.
— from Nature Aria by Yi Lei
Moving Fast — Abert’s Squirrel On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
“People look at me like I’m a little strange
when I go around talking to
squirrels and rabbits and stuff.
That’s ok. That’s just ok.”
Echo Azure Butterflies On a Moist Log — Image by kenne
Angry Raven — Image by kenne
Strong winds are blowing
Signaling a weather change
Clouds darken the skies.
— kenne
Late Season Mushrooms on Mt. Lemmon –IHDR mage by kenne
Autumn Leaf On The Forest Floor — Image by kenne
Autumn, first and last,
The order in which we live
The love of being.
— kenne
Common Sneezeweed On Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
Wet Log Abstract Art by kenne
How many animal faces do you see?
Sabino Canyon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
I am a lone raven high
above the canyon wall
circling up, then down
as hikers make their way
on the old mule trail up
to a series of switch-backs
opening into a meadow
where many options prevail
going east, going west
before turning back north
to the mountain called Lemmon.
I am a lone raven blessed
to fly above other mortals
circling up, then down
but still, I work hard to fly
seeing images of life below
inspiration of an alien being
a curious extrovert, I call out
taken as a signal by some
just a lot of noise by others
still unnoticed by others
neutral touches interwoven.
— kenne
“I’m I Bugging You?” (Bugs on a Western Sneezeweed Blossom, Mt. Lemmon) — Image by kenne