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Wildflowers On The Banks Of The Poudre River   Leave a comment

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Wildflowers along the banks of the Poudre River (September 14, 2014) — Images by kenne (Click on any of the tiled images to see larger view in a slideshow format.)

A Sunday Outing Along The Poudre River   1 comment

Poudre River Wildflowers (1 of 1)-2 blog framed

My daughter, Kate and her family (Matt, Nick and Jaxon) and I walked a trail near the Poudre River northwest of Ft. Collins, Colorado (September 14, 2014).
Click on and of the tiled images for a larger view in a slideshow format,or view the images in my Flickr account. 
I have other photos of this beautiful country I will be sharing in future postings. — Images by kenne

When The Child Was A Child   3 comments

Jax & Nick- Art blogGrandsons Jax & Nick — Image by kenne from Kate’s Mobile Phone

Song of Childhood
By Peter Handke

When the child was a child
It walked with its arms swinging,
wanted the brook to be a river,
the river to be a torrent,
and this puddle to be the sea.

When the child was a child,
it didn’t know that it was a child,
everything was soulful,
and all souls were one.

When the child was a child,
it had no opinion about anything,
had no habits,
it often sat cross-legged,
took off running,
had a cowlick in its hair,
and made no faces when photographed.

When the child was a child,
It was the time for these questions:
Why am I me, and why not you?
Why am I here, and why not there?
When did time begin, and where does space end?
Is life under the sun not just a dream?
Is what I see and hear and smell
not just an illusion of a world before the world?
Given the facts of evil and people.
does evil really exist?
How can it be that I, who I am,
didn’t exist before I came to be,
and that, someday, I, who I am,
will no longer be who I am?

When the child was a child,
It choked on spinach, on peas, on rice pudding,
and on steamed cauliflower,
and eats all of those now, and not just because it has to.

When the child was a child,
it awoke once in a strange bed,
and now does so again and again.
Many people, then, seemed beautiful,
and now only a few do, by sheer luck.

It had visualized a clear image of Paradise,
and now can at most guess,
could not conceive of nothingness,
and shudders today at the thought.

When the child was a child,
It played with enthusiasm,
and, now, has just as much excitement as then,
but only when it concerns its work.

When the child was a child,
It was enough for it to eat an apple, … bread,
And so it is even now.

When the child was a child,
Berries filled its hand as only berries do,
and do even now,
Fresh walnuts made its tongue raw,
and do even now,
it had, on every mountaintop,
the longing for a higher mountain yet,
and in every city,
the longing for an even greater city,
and that is still so,
It reached for cherries in topmost branches of trees
with an elation it still has today,
has a shyness in front of strangers,
and has that even now.
It awaited the first snow,
And waits that way even now.

When the child was a child,
It threw a stick like a lance against a tree,
And it quivers there still today.

Nick’s Face Art   2 comments

Where Nick’s Face Art Is Displayed On The Patio — Images by kenne

 

Grandson, Nick, made this ceramic art for Joy and I and now we have place it on the patio.

kenne

 

Posted August 27, 2011 by kenneturner in Art, Family, Photography

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Katie At Old Tucson Video   Leave a comment

Kate becomes part of the entertainment — Image by kenne

Matt also becomes part of the entertainment in the Saloon. Image by kenne

On the 17th of April, Katie, Nick, Matt, Joy and I were at Old Tucson and fun was had by all. As you can see, Kate and Matt got in on the act(s).

kenne

(CLICK HERE TO SEE FLICKR PHOTO SET)

More Old Tucson Studios Ride Photos   Leave a comment

Old Tucson Studios — Image by kenne

Kate taking photos at Old Tucson Studios — Image by kenne


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Posted April 24, 2011 by kenneturner in Family, Life, Photography

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Capturing the Moment — Train Ride at Old Tucson   Leave a comment

. . .  the moment is not about now, but about forever.

Nick, Kate, Matt (behind Joy) & Joy enjoying the train ride at Old Tucson during visit to Tucson last week — Image by kenne (More to come.)

Posted April 23, 2011 by kenneturner in Capturing the Moment, Family, Photography

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