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Capturing The Moment — Two-tailed Swallowtail Just Out Of Its Cocoon   3 comments

Two Tail Swallowtail IMG_0772 blogA student hold a Two-tailed Swallowtail just after coming out of its cocoon. (March 9, 2015)

Just outside the Sabino Canyon Visitors Center, A Junior Naturalist (7th grader) showed a Two-tailed Swallowtail with wings still curved, just having emerged from her cocoon. This image represents the last stage of a caterpillar morphing into a butterfly, which began with a very hungry caterpillar hatching from an egg. The caterpillar will spend this phase of its life stuffing itself with leaves, growing plumper and longer through a series of molts in which it sheds its skin. Then, one day the caterpillar stops eating, suspends itself upside down from a twig or leaf and spins itself a silky cocoon where the caterpillar digests itself, eventually emerging as a butterfly. Cool!!

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Two Tailed Swallowtail IMG_0774 blogImages by kenne

 

Misty Morning In Sabino Canyon   2 comments

Visitors Center (1 of 1) blogSabino Canyon Visitors Center (February 24, 2015)Brittlebush (1 of 1) blogBrittlebush Blooming in Sabino Canyon (February 24, 2015) — Images by kenne

Early Morning Sunrise Photoshoot In Sabino Canyon   8 comments

A couple of weeks ago I received a call from Gene in Peoria, Arizona, expressing an interest in photographing sunrise in Sabino Canyon. He and five others wanted to get an early start (6:30 am) to be ready for a sunrise photo shoot. Not being familiar with the canyon, Gene asked if a naturalist could lead his group to a good location. Seeing a good opportunity to shoot sunrise in the canyon myself, I agreed to lead them to a location overlooking the Sabino Canyon dam area. 

Yesterday morning we met in front of the Sabino Canyon Visitors Center where I met Gene, Phil, and John, minus three of the group who chose to pass on the early morning shooting. What a great way to start the day!

kenne

Sunrise (1 of 1)-5blogEarly Morning Sunrise Photoshoot In Sabino Canyon — Images by kenne
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In Hiking, The More The Struggle, The More The Reward   7 comments

Hiking Blackett’s Ridge — Images by kenne (Click on any of the images to view in a slide show format.)

One of the most popular and difficult trails in Sabino Canyon is the Blackett’s Ridge Trail. The is 6.2 miles with an elevation change of 1810 feet. Starting at the Sabino Canyon Visitor’s Center, the trail attracts runners and hikers alike, some making the trek several times a week. As part of a published hiking schedule, the Sabino Canyon Volunteer Naturalists (SCVN) lead, hikers up to the trail’s end, providing a close-up wow-view of Thimble Peak, the canyon riparian area and the Tucson valley. Once up on the ridge, first time Blackett’s hikers begin to feel as if the trail will never end with several up and down climbs before finally getting the trail’s end in site.

Often at the end of the trail, chipmunks will greet the hikers. This behavior occurs because some good intending hikers wrongly feed our little friends. On this particular hike, a Cooper’s Hawk soured above the canyon.

kenne

“There is an ecstasy that marks the summit of life,

and beyond which life cannot rise.

And such is the paradox of living,

this ecstasy comes when one is most alive,

and it comes as a complete forgetfulness that one is alive.”

― Jack London, The Call of the Wild

“Call Down The Hawk From The Air”   1 comment

SCVN Nature Walk -- 12-14-11

Cooper’s Hawk Atop The Sabino Canyon Visitors Flag Pole, December 14, 2011 — Image by kenne

The Hawk

William Butler Yeats

Call down the hawk from the air;
Let him be hooded or caged
Till the yellow eye has grown mild,
For larder and spit are bare,
The old cook enraged,
The scullion gone wild.

I will not be clapped in a hood,
Nor a cage, nor alight upon wrist,
Now I have learnt to be proud
Hovering over the wood
In the broken mist Or tumbling cloud.

What tumbling cloud did you cleave,
Yellow-eyed hawk of the mind,
Last evening? that I, who had sat
Dumbfounded before a knave,
Should give to my friend
A pretence of wit.

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