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We Stand At The Altar Of Nature   Leave a comment

Mt. Lemmon TrainImage by kenne

Standing At The Altar Of Nature

When we stand at
the altar of nature,

we stand with the greats;
Ralph Waldo Emerson,
Henry David Thoreau,
and John Muir,
each having helped define
our relationship
with nature and language —
“every natural fact is a symbol
of some spiritual fact,
. . . words are signs of natural facts.”

Nature’s beauty becomes
a source of spiritual energy
connecting all things
into a universal whole
with the energy of our
thoughts and will.

We stand at nature’s altar
not separate from her,
seeing us in the flowers,
insects, animals, mountains,
creating a unified landscape
of our inward and outward senses.

Like all relationships,
the experience depends
on the degree of harmony
between us and nature,
therefore becoming a gift
granted while walking with nature
as she is embraced in our minds –
Enlighten, she shares her secrets,
making the universe more “transparent.”
Yet the gift may only offer a glimpse,
to be shared in images and words,
charming all living things.

kenne


Climb the mountains and get their good tidings. — John Muir

Carpenter Bee on Mountain Marigold   1 comment

Bee on Mountain Marigold blogCarpenter Bee on Mountain Marigold — Image by kenne

But I, being poor, have only my dreams;
I have spread my dreams under your feet;
Tread softly because you tread on my dreams.

— W.B. Yates

 

Photo-Artistry Sunset   3 comments

Sunset (1 of 1)-Edit blogPhoto-Artistry Sunset by kenne

Try to praise the mutilated world.

Remember June’s long days,

and wild strawberries, drops of rosé wine.

The nettles that methodically overgrow

the abandoned homesteads of exiles.

You must praise the mutilated world.

You watched the stylish yachts and ships;

one of them had a long trip ahead of it,

while salty oblivion awaited others.

You’ve seen the refugees going nowhere,

you’ve heard the executioners sing joyfully.

You should praise the mutilated world.

Remember the moments when we were together

in a white room and the curtain fluttered.

Return in thought to the concert where music flared.

You gathered acorns in the park in autumn

and leaves eddied over the earth’s scars.

Praise the mutilated world

and the gray feather a thrush lost,

and the gentle light that strays and vanishes

and returns.

— Adam Zagajewski

Mexican Yellow Butterfly Photo-Artistry Art   Leave a comment

Mexican Yellow-0423 Grunge Art-Edit-2 blogMexican Yellow Butterfly Photo-Artistry Art by kenne

Memory of sunlight warming
a grove of  orange trees,
scent of blossoms mixed
with dusty air, sweet juice
pooling on the tongue.

— from Still Life with Lemons by Anne Babson Carter

Green Grasshopper ( Omocestus viridulus)   4 comments

Mt Lemmon Photo ShootGreen Grasshopper (Omocestus viridulus) — Image by kenne

“Life is a journey
grasshopper. It’s to be
experienced. Judging
others is a symptom of
being dissatisfied with
your own life.”

Mourning Dove In Nest   3 comments

Mourning Dove Image by kenne

Mourning Doves are primarily a bird of open country, scattered trees, and woodland edges, but large numbers roost in woodlots during winter. They feed on the ground in grasslands, agricultural fields, backyards, and roadsides.

They typically nest amid dense foliage on the branch of an evergreen, orchard tree, mesquite, cottonwood, or vine.  Unbothered by nesting around humans, Mourning Doves may even nest on gutters, eaves, light fixtures or abandoned equipment.

The male will bring nesting material to the female. She generally builds a very flimsy nest with no insulation. This one is atop a light fixture right outside our door.

— kenne

Winter Sunset   1 comment

Winter Sunset DSC_1423 blogWinter Sunset To Help Cool The Soul On A Hot Summer Day — Image by kenne

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