Prickly Pear Blossoms — Images by kenne
Desert’s Beauty
it blooms in the spring
cactus flower everywhere
desert’s beauty thrives
— Anna M Shepard
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Prickly Pear Cactus Blossoms Leave a comment
it blooms in the spring
“What am I doing this for?” Leave a comment
Sand Morning Glory, Sullivan’s Island, South Carolina (August 12, 2021) — Image by kenne
We do not need to know ‘how’ or ‘where,’
but there is one question
that we should all ask whenever we start anything:
“What am I doing this for?”
— Paulo Coelho
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Love Should Manifest Itself . . . 2 comments
Yellow Cactus Blossoms — Tiled Gallery by kenne
Suffering occurs when we want
other people to love us in the way
that we imagine we want to be loved,
and not in the way that love should manifest itself
— free and untrammeled,
guiding us with its force and driving us on.
— Paulo Coelho
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Desert Spring Painting Leave a comment
Desert Spring — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Everyone on the face of the Earth
has a treasure that lies waiting for them.
— Paulo Coelho
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My Treasure Lies Hidden Leave a comment
A Desert Sunrise — Image by kenne
I do not know if the desert can be loved,
but it is in the desert that my treasure lies hidden.
— Paulo Coelho
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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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Saguaros In Sabino Canyon 1 comment
Saguaros In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
Sometimes happiness is a blessing,
but, generally, it is a conquest.
Each day’s magic moment
helps us to change and sends us off
in search of our dreams.
— Paulo Coelho
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Mockingbird, Mockingbird 1 comment
Mockingbird in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
No one knows what is going to happen
in the next few minutes
and yet people still go forward,
because they have trust,
because they have faith.
— Paulo Coelho
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A November Hike To Hutch’s Pool 2 comments
Fall Colors Along Sabino Creek Hiking to Hutch’s Pool — Panorama by kenne
One of my favorite hikes is to Hutch’s Pool. In the past, the Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists (SCVN)
would guide a fall and spring hike, each hike having a many as 15 hikers.
However, like so many things, not this fall because of the pandemic.
The trail is open, but not for groups.
— kenne
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I bear many scars,
but I also carry with me moments
that would not have happened
if I had not dared
to go beyond my limits.
— Paulo Coelho
Crossing Sabino Creek Below Hutch’s Pool — Image by kenne
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Sabino Canyon Saguaros Leave a comment
Sabino Canyon Saguaros — Image by kenne
At every moment of our lives,
we all have one foot in a fairy tale
and the other in the abyss.
— Paulo Coelho
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Somewhere In Our Past Leave a comment
Kenne & Joy Many, Many Years Ago –Those Were The Days!
We are not alone.
The world is changing,
and we are part of that transformation.
The angels guide and protect us.
— Paulo Coelho
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Corner Fence Post 2 comments
Corner Fence Post — B & W image by kenne
My father
dead now for interminable years.
Won’t leave me in peace, doesn’t want to go.
I see him every day.
My old man hides in trees, in water,
in clouds of smoke escaping from secretary cigarettes,
or he enters like a thief through my windows
and he steals my food.
He’s a live wire.
He’s capable of hiding himself on the moon
and he tells me,
son, nothing remains.
Nothing remains.
My father planted in his Mexican soil,
laying roots into the dark meadow of forget, shines.
When I turn off the lamp,
his face throws sparks in the corner.
When I make love, he comes running.
When I step out to the street,
he pursues me through the eyes of homeless children.
He wears heels of gold.
He smells my coffee.
I see him without seeing him and he says,
son, nothing remains.
Nothing remains.
My father dead already and turned to dust,
cries tears of clay.
With the voice of stones,
he shouts, he sings,
his final advice.
Son, your life is one coin.
Spend yourself well
for nothing remains.
Nothing remains of me.
— from Ghost Sickness by Luis Alberto Urrea
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White-lined Sphinx Moth — Abstract Art 3 comments
White-lined Sphinx Moth — Abstract Art by kenne
When we are faced by something
that really threatens us,
it’s impossible to look around,
even though that is
the safest and most sensible thing to do.
— Paulo Coelho
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Migration South 1 comment
Universal Flight” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“When a person really desires something,
all the universe conspires to help that person to realize his dream.”
“. . .when we strive to become better than we are,
everything around us becomes better, too.”
“The closer one gets to realizing his destiny,
the more that destiny becomes his true reason for being.”
― Paulo Coelho, The Alchemist
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One Of Our Balsa Wood Rafts On The Tuichi River In The Madidi National Forest, Bolivian Amazon (08/20/19)– Image by kenne
“The first virtue of those who seek
the spiritual path is courage.”
— from The Valkyries by Paulo Coelho
Becoming is Superior to Being 