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Nature Stilllife Painting   Leave a comment

Desert Cotton Blossom-art-72.jpgNature Stilllife Painting (Desert Cotton Blossom) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Everything on the face of the earth

is constantly being transformed

because the Earth is alive and has a Soul.

— Paulo Coelho

Cactus Wren   Leave a comment

Cactus Wren-3-72-2Cactus Wren — Image by kenne

Lonely wren 
high atop a saguaro
resting on spins
no drops of blood
only manipulating
carefully while
coolly surveying

the desert floor
against a cloudless sky.

— kenne

The First Phainopepla   1 comment

Male Phainopepla-3-72.jpgMale Phainopepla In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne

The first phainopepla encased

in black feathers, and plastic

flew into the morning sunlight.

— kenne

Saguaro Buds In January   5 comments

Saguaro with Buds-72Saguaro Buds In Sabino Canyon (January 7, 2020) — Image by kenne

The top part of this saguaro has died while the arms have new buds months before
saguaros typically bloom in April. The one thing we have learned about nature is that it
can be unpredictable.

Daybreak
in the canyon.
The black sky
replaced by blue.

Someone passed by
on the trail.
Did you see the bids
on the saguaro up the hill,
I asked?
Pointing.

“How unusual,” she said.
I agreed, sharing
our knowledge
limited as it may be.

— kenne 

“Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!”   Leave a comment

Cancus Wren-72Cactus Wren in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne

Hail to thee, blithe Spirit!
Bird thou never wert,
That from Heaven, or near it,
Pourest thy full heart
In profuse strains of unpremeditated art.

Higher still and higher
From the earth thou springest
Like a cloud of fire;
The blue deep thou wingest,
And singing still dost soar, and soaring ever singest.

— from To a Skylark by Percy Shelley

Esperero Trail In Sabino Canyon   1 comment

Esperero Trail in Sabino Canyon-72Esperero Trail In Sabino Canyon — Panorama by kenne

We shall not cease from exploration

And the end of all our exploring

Will be to arrive where we started

And know the place for the first time.

— T. S. Eliot

Finding Serenity At The Center Of It All   Leave a comment

Sabino Canyon-Pano-72Sabino Canyon — Panorama by kenne

I love this poem. Like any poem that resonates, it does so in one’s own heart, head, and hands
connecting us to the world around us, for good or bad.

Machines are an extension of who we are. When produced by the right values,
the result will be the right thoughts. “Right thoughts produce right actions and
right actions produce work, which will be a material reflection for others
to see of the serenity at the center of it all,” understanding that we’re connected with everything.

All Watched Over By Machines Of Loving Grace

I like to think (and
the sooner the better!)
of a cybernetic meadow
where mammals and computers
live together in mutually
programming harmony
like pure water
touching clear sky.

I like to think
(right now, please!)
of a cybernetic forest
filled with pines and electronics
where deer stroll peacefully
past computers
as if they were flowers
with spinning blossoms.

I like to think
(it has to be!)
of a cybernetic ecology
where we are free of our labors
and joined back to nature,
returned to our mammal
brothers and sisters,
and all watched over
by machines of loving grace.

Richard Brautigan
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