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Puerto Peñasco Water Front   2 comments

Puerto Peñasco, Sonora Water Front — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Puerto Peñasco, Rocky Point, is a Mexican fishing and resort city on the Sea of Cortes. It’s known for dune-backed Sandy Beach
and Bahía la Choya’s tidal pools. The Center for the Study of Deserts and Oceans has gardens and a fin-whale skeleton.
Rocky Point is often called “Arizona’s beach” because it is close in proximity to Arizona and easy to get to rather quickly.

A Reflection Selfie   Leave a comment

A Reflection Selfie (Puerto Penasco, Mexico) — Image by kenne

I set my camera on top of the balcony wall during a stay at a resort in Puerto Penasco, April 12, 2013. — kenne

Osprey, My Can Of Bird   1 comment

Osprey — Image by kenne

“One day I’m going to write a book about osprey .
It has really gotten deep into my bloodstream.
So when you ask what else I do,
I feel like this is part of what I do …
is to watch these birds.”

Alan Lightman

Seagull Over Puerto Peñasco, Mexico   Leave a comment

Seagull Over Puerto Peñasco, Mexico — Image by kenne

Oh, the wild seagull, the bold seagull,
As he screams in his wheeling flight;
As he sits on the waves in storm or calm,
All cometh to him aright.
All cometh to him as he liketh best,
Nor any his will gainsay;
And he rides on the waves like a bold, young king,
That was crowned but yesterday!

— from The Sea-Gull by Lloyd Mifflin

“Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314)   Leave a comment

Osprey — Mixed Art by kenne

“Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314)
 
“Hope” is the thing with feathers –
That perches in the soul –
And sings the tune without the words –
And never stops – at all –
 
And sweetest – in the Gale – is heard –
And sore must be the storm –
That could abash the little Bird
That kept so many warm –
 
I’ve heard it in the chillest land –
And on the strangest Sea –
Yet – never – in Extremity,
It asked a crumb – of me.
 
— Emily Dickinson

Pelican Suite   Leave a comment

Pelican Landing in Waters Near Puerto Penasco — Image by kenne

Slideshow of Pelican Taking Off in Waters Near Puerto Penasco — Images by kenne

We Walk On An Unsilvered Mirror   Leave a comment

Puerto Penasco Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne


Earth

We walk on
an unsilvered
mirror,
a crystal surface
without clouds.
If lilies would grow
backwards,
if roses would grow
backwards,
if all those roots
could see the stars
and the dead not close
their eyes,
we would become like swans.

— Federico García Lorca

A Moment Of Peace   Leave a comment

Puerto Peñasco, Sonora Mexico — Image by kenne

Puerto Peñasco Beach On The Sea of Cortez   Leave a comment

Rocky Point 146-Edit-2-art-72Puerto Peñasco Beach On The Sea of Cortez — Photo-Artistry by kenne

A picture

from the past

changed

in the present

looking fixedly

over my shoulder

instead of

into its face

thus having no

preconceptions.

— kenne

Puerto Peñasco Sunrise   1 comment

 

Puerto Penasco Beach--Edit-1-blogPuerto Peñasco Sunrise — Image by kenne

In an October 10th entry, I posted a photo-artistry piece of this image. I thought I would share the original image taken during an early morning walk along the beach near the El Pinacate Biosphere Reserve in Sonora, Mexico five years ago.

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Walking takes longer… than any other known form of locomotion except crawling.
Thus it stretches time and prolongs life. Life is already too short to waste on speed.

— Edward Weston

Puerto Peñasco Sunset   1 comment

Puerto Penasco September 2013-0174-Sun Set-Edit-3-Art-blog-1Puerto Peñasco Sunset — Photo-artistry by kenne

If you sit down at set of sun
And count the acts that you have done,
And, counting, find
One self-denying deed, one word
That eased the heart of him who heard, 
One glance most kind
That fell like sunshine where it went —
Then you may count that day well spent.

But if, through all the livelong day,
You’ve cheered no heart, by yea or nay —
If, through it all
You’ve nothing done that you can trace
That brought the sunshine to one face–
No act most small
That helped some soul and nothing cost —
Then count that day as worse than lost. 

—  George Eliot

Puerto Peñasco Sunrise and “The Human Touch”   3 comments

Puerto Penasco September 2013-0005-Sunset-Edit-1-art-Edit-4-blogPuerto Peñasco Sunrise — Photo-Artistry by kenne

The Human Touch

‘Tis the human touch
in this world that counts,
The touch of your hand and mine,
Which means far more
to the fainting heart
Than shelter and bread and wine.
For shelter is gone
when the night is o’er,
And bread lasts only a day.
But the touch of the hand
And the sound of the voice
Sing on in the soul always. 

— Spencer Michael Free

Puerto Peñasco Beach   2 comments

Beach-1011 B&W. blogPuerto Peñasco Beach (February 2018) — Image by kenne

Morning cup of joe
Sun shining on the calm sea
Walk along the shore.

— kenne

Low Tide At Sunset   Leave a comment

Sunset Panorama--2 blogLow Tide At Sunset (Beach at Mayan Palace, Sonora, Mexico, February 13, 2018) — Panorama by kenne

Low tide at sunset
Shadows of the passing day
Tracks from shore patrol.

— kenne

Swimp Boats At The Rocky Point Port   2 comments

Swimp Boats-1132_art blogSwimp Boats At The Rocky Point (Puerto Peñasco) Port — Computer Painting by kenne

“The meaning of life differs from man to man, from day to day, from hour to hour. What matters, therefore, is not the meaning of life in general but rather the specific meaning of a person’s life at a given moment.

To put the question in general terms would be to the question posed to a chess champion: “Tell me, Master, what is the best move in the world?”

There simply is no such thing as the best or even a good move apart from a particular situation in a game and the particular personality of one’s opponent.

The same holds for human existence. One should not search for an abstract meaning of life. Everyone has his own specific vocation or mission in life to carry out a concrete assignment which demands fulfillment. Therein he cannot be replaced, nor can his life be repeated. Thus, everyone’s task is as unique as is his specific opportunity to implement it. 

As each situation in life represents a challenge to man and presents a problem for him to solve, the question of the meaning of life may actually be reversed. Ultimately, man should not ask what the meaning of life is, but rather he must recognize that it is he who is asked. In a word, each man is questioned by life; and he can only answer to life by answering for his own life; to life he can only respond by being responsible.”

–Viktor E. Frankl

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