Mushrooms and Moss on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
Moss holds the slope together.
Mushrooms rise, then vanish.
Water remembers both.
— kenne
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Mushrooms and Moss 5 comments
Mushrooms and Moss On a Log 5 comments
Mushrooms and Moss On a Log — Image by kenne
Tall mushrooms rise up—
moss blankets the fallen log,
a forest whispers.
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Mushroom Coming Out Of The Dark — Image by kenne
Coming out at night
Out of thought and nothingness
Darkness, death, decay.
— kenne
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Coprin de Romagnesi Mushrooms 2 comments
Coprin de Romagnesi Mushrooms Image by kenne
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants –
At Evening, it is not
At Morning, in a Truffled Hut
It stop opon a Spot
As if it tarried always
And yet it’s whole Career
Is shorter than a Snake’s Delay –
And fleeter than a Tare –
’Tis Vegetation’s Juggler –
The Germ of Alibi –
Doth like a Bubble antedate
And like a Bubble, hie –
I feel as if the Grass was pleased
To have it intermit –
This surreptitious Scion
Of Summer’s circumspect.
Had Nature any supple Face
Or could she one contemn –
Had Nature an Apostate –
That Mushroom – it is Him!
— Emily Dickinson
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Mushrooms On A Log 3 comments
Mushrooms On A Log — HDR Image by kenne
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants – (1350)
The Mushroom is the Elf of Plants –
At Evening, it is not
At Morning, in a Truffled Hut
It stop opon a Spot
As if it tarried always
And yet it’s whole Career
Is shorter than a Snake’s Delay –
And fleeter than a Tare –
’Tis Vegetation’s Juggler –
The Germ of Alibi –
Doth like a Bubble antedate
And like a Bubble, hie –
I feel as if the Grass was pleased
To have it intermit –
This surreptitious Scion
Of Summer’s circumspect.
Had Nature any supple Face
Or could she one contemn –
Had Nature an Apostate –
That Mushroom – it is Him!
— Emily Dickinson
(For you purest, with respect to Emily Dickinson, we know mushrooms are not plants, but rather they are fungi.)
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Late Season Mushrooms on Mt. Lemmon –IHDR mage by kenne
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Mushrooms on Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The truth knocks on the door,
and you say,
Go away, I’m looking for the truth,
and so it goes away.
Puzzling.
―
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Mt. Lemmon Mushrooms — HDR Image by kenne
out of the darkness
into the forest shadows
a new life in light
— kenne
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Image by kenne
Keep Pushing Against All Odds.
— kenne
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Mushroom Art — Photo-Artistry by kenne
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Mountain Mushrooms 1 comment
Mushrooms on Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Where do I begin and end in space?
I have relations to the sun and air,
which are just as vital
parts of my existence as my heart.
— Alan W. Watts
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A Mushroom Garden On Mt. Lemmon — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“Falling in love is like eating mushrooms,
you never know if it’s the real thing until it’s too late.”
— Bill Balance
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Mushrooms On A Log — Photo-Artistry by kenne
my perspective
may not be
your perspective
so . . .
I use art
to illustrate
my perspective
— kenne
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Mushrooms On A Log — Computer Art by kenne
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
— from “Do not go gentle into that good night” by Dylan Thomas
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Mt. Lemmon Mushrooms 2 comments
Mt. Lemmon Mushrooms — Image by kenne
Mount Lemmon Mushrooms
Appear from out of nowhere
Pushing aside leaves —
Sometimes on decaying logs
Sometimes on the sides of trees.
— kenne
