Sabino Canyon Giclee Painting by kenne
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Yesterdays, New Orleans December 2007 — Collage by kenne
New Orleans days
Our favorite getaway
Living in Houston.
— kenne
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Desert Windmill 1 comment
Desert Windmill — Image by kenne
Windmills hypnotize
See adventure and magic
Don Quixote complex.
— kenne
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Corvette Raffle at St. Demetrios Greek Orthodox Church Tucson Greek Festival — Image by kenne
With so many leaves, the sun waves good day
with many stands shines, shines the sky
and those ones inn irons and those others are in the earth.
Quiet anytime now, the church bells will signal.
This earth is theirs and ours.
Beneath the earth in their crossed arms
they hold the rope of the church bells,
they are awaiting the hour, waiting to signal the resurrection
this earth is theirs and ours
no one can take it from us
Quiet anytime now, the church bells will signal.
— from The Church Bells Will Signal by Yiannis Ritsos
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Street Fair Food — Image by kenne
You try not to stop
When food looks and smiles so good
How can you say no?
— kenne
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Great Blue Visited Nextdoor 4 comments
Great Blue Heron Visited A Neighbor’s House — Image by kenne
Although one might not expect to see a Great Blue Heron (Ardea herodias) in the Sonoran Desert, they have an extensive range
and occur throughout much of North and Central America wherever there is water. If you happen to have a koi or goldfish pond
in your backyard, you may be visited by a heron.
— kenne
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Pocket Gopher — Image by kenne
Pocket gophers are sometimes confused with their fossorial relatives, moles. There are several easy ways to tell the two groups apart.
Moles have small teeth and tiny, unapparent eyes. Pocket gophers have long incisors that protrude from the mouth, and their eyes are easy to see.
In addition, mole tunnels leave raised ridges in the ground, whereas pocket gopher tunnels do not. — Source: The National Wildlife Federation
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Grilling On New Year’s Day Leave a comment
Kenne David Turner Grilling On His Birthday, January 1st — Image by kenne
“This sandgrain day in the bent bay’s grave
He celebrates and spurns
His driftwood forty-eighth wind turned age;
Herons spire and spear.”
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Human-Kind: Be Both Leave a comment
Tucsonan Activists — Image by kenne
These are amazing: each
Joining a neighbor, as though speech
Were a still performance.
Arranging by chance
To meet as far this morning
From the world as agreeing
With it, you and I
Are suddenly what the trees try
To tell us we are:
That their merely being there
Means something; that soon
We may touch, love, explain.
And glad not to have invented
Such comeliness, we are surrounded:
A silence already filled with noises,
A canvas on which emerges
A chorus of smiles, a winter morning.
Placed in a puzzling light, and moving,
Our days put on such reticence
These accents seem their own defense.
— Some Trees by John Ashbery
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Desert Sunset — Image by kenne
After a blue-sky day
high clouds move in
making perfect the sunset.
— kenne
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Low Clouds In The Foothills 1 comment
Low Clouds In The Catalina Foothills — Image by kenne
Low clouds remain
in the canyons
of the foothills
after a weekend
of much needed rain.
— kenne
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Top Two Shelves In Our Study — Image by kenne
There are moments
down deep inside
when I scream —
Nobody gets in
to see the wizard
not nobody,
not no how.
— kenne
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Aspen Trail on Mt. Lemmon — Image by kenne
Sun warms the lizard’s back
and the humble back of the mountain.
A raven croaks from the top of a thermal.
The valley oak above the barn,
dying a huge branch at a time,
stands in calm mortability, content
with the warm light that has fed its leaves,
the dark waters that have fed its roots,
its acorns that have fed the woodpeckers
for five hundred rainy seasons.
— Ursula K. Le Guin
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Oh, This Is Going To Be Easy 4 comments
Caricature by Dave Fitzsimmons and Images by Joy
Joy invited me to attend this month’s luncheon meeting of the Old Pueblo Women’s Club, which took place at the Lodge at Ventana Canyon.Â
The speaker was Dave Fitzsimmons, a recently retired internationally known journalist/cartoonist. At one point in his amusing presentation,Â
he walked over to our table and said, “Isn’t this a woke organization, and your name is Ms.” We went up to his drawing pad, took one look at me and said,Â
“Oh, this is going to be easy.”
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Foggy Morning Birthday On Tanuri Ridge 1 comment
Foggy Morning Birthday On Tanuri Ridge — Image by kenne
This sandgrain day in the bent bay’s grave
He celebrates and spurns
His driftwood eighty-second wind turned age;
Herons spire and spear.
— An age modification from Poem On His Birthday by Dylan Thomas
Becoming is Superior to Being 