A Coachwhip Snake In A Palo Verde Tree — Image by kenne
He moved quickly across the road before me. Trying to ready my camera, I followed him into the brush. Thinking I had lost an opportunity to photograph him when I saw him climbing a nearby palo verde tree. This time I was ready as he twisted his long black body up the tree before going out a dead limb as if to pose.
A Blooming Foothills Palo Verde In Tanuri Ridge (April 11, 2018, Tucson, Arizona) — Image by kenne
There is no glory in star or blossom till looked upon by a loving eye; There is no fragrance in April breezes till breathed with joy as they wander by.
“The morning is still and perfectly clear…
How cool and crystalline the air!
In a few hours the great plain
will be almost like a fiery furnace
under the rays of the summer sun,
but now it is chilly. And in a few hours
there will be rings and bands with scarves
of heat set wavering across the waste upon
the opalescent wings of the mirage;
but now the air is so clear that one can see
the breaks in the rocky face of the mountain range,
though it is fully twenty miles away…”
Palo Verde Tree Blossoms (March 31, 2016) Images by kenne I tried to post these images this morning but the images were not in the posting. This is the second time everything was fine in the Preview, but no images when posted.
Early Palo Verde Blossoms In Sabino Canyon — Images by kenne
The buds are many on the canyon’s palo verde trees.
A few are beginning to open,
soon to be followed by many others
turning this spindly green stick tree
into a beacon of yellow.
“Waves of Joy” — Image by kenne
Palo Verde trees, common to the Sonoran Desert, brighten the Tucson area with millions of five-petaled yellow blossoms in the springtime.
OUR NEIGHBORHOOD — TRYING TO REASON
We traverse these streets, sometimes early in the morning, sometimes late in the day, sometimes walking, sometimes running — always for a reason.
We wave at passersby, sometimes we greet them, sometimes it’s just a smile sometimes we stop and talk, sometimes walking together, always for a reason.
We have neighborly expectations, sometimes it’s watering plants, sometimes it’s calling the ill, sometimes it’s being complimentary, sometimes it’s being watchful, always for a reason.
We can be a convivial people, sometimes we go out together, occasionally we party together, sometimes we join clubs together, sometimes we share community work, always for a reason.
We can be adversaries, sometimes our expectations are not real, sometimes we overreact, sometimes we take reactions personally, sometimes power is polarized, frustration generalized, always for a reason.
We can be Pleasantville, sometimes we are without color, sometimes we are in pools of sorrow, sometimes we are in waves of joy,
sometimes drifting through my open mind,
always for a reason.