Desert Orangetip Butterfly — Photo-Artistry by kenne
We delight in the beauty of the butterfly,
but rarely admit the changes
it has gone through
to achieve that beauty.
— Maya Angelou
Archive for the ‘Santa Catalina Mountains’ Tag
Desert Orangetip Butterfly Art 1 comment
This Blue-winged Bird 1 comment
Eastern Bluebird (August 8, 2012) Image by kenne
He had a blue wing tattooed on his shoulder
Well, it might have been a bluebird, I don’t know
But he’d get stone drunk and talk about Alaska
But he’d get stone drunk and talk about Alaska
The salmon boats and 45 below
He got that blue wing up in Walla Walla
Where his cellmate there was a Little Willy John
And Willie, he was once a great blues singer
And Wing & Willie wrote him up a song
Where his cellmate there was a Little Willy John
And Willie, he was once a great blues singer
And Wing & Willie wrote him up a song
(They sang,)
“It’s dark in here, can’t see the light
But I look at this blue wing when I close my eyes
And I fly away, beyond these walls
Up above the clouds, where the rain don’t fall
But I look at this blue wing when I close my eyes
And I fly away, beyond these walls
Up above the clouds, where the rain don’t fall
On a poor man’s dream”
— from Blue Wing by Tom Russell
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Hiking In Bighorn Country Leave a comment
Hiking Bighorn Country In The Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
“Nature” is what we see—
The Hill—the Afternoon—
Squirrel—Eclipse—the Bumble bee—
Nay—Nature is Heaven—
Nature is what we hear—
The Bobolink—the Sea—
Thunder—the Cricket—
Nay—Nature is Harmony—
Nature is what we know—
Yet have no art to say—
So impotent Our Wisdom is
To her Simplicity.
— Emily Dickinson
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Hutch’s Pool Malard 1 comment
Hutch’s Pool Malard — Image by kenne
water flowing down
snow melting in the mountains
people and duck fun
— kenne
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Greater Earless Lizard Sunning On Rock Leave a comment
Greater Earless Lizard Sunning On Rock — Images by kenne
“Mad dogs and Englishmen,” said British playwright Noel Coward in his famous ditty of 1932, “go out in the midday sun.”
So, too, he might have added, does the greater earless lizard, which seems to relish the midday sun of mid-summer
in the rocky, sandy desert terrain of the northern Chihuahuan and northeastern Sonoran Deserts.
— Source: desertusa.com/
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A Friend 1 comment
Romero Pools, Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
A friend is someone whose story you have heard.
— kenne
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Desert Chicory Leave a comment
Two Bees On Desert Chicory — HDR Image by kenne
“Those who contemplate the beauty of the earth find reserves of strength
that will endure as long as life lasts. There is something infinitely healing in the
repeated refrains of nature — the assurance that dawn comes after night, and spring after winter.”
― Rachel Carson
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Golden Columbine Wildflower Leave a comment
Golden Columbine Wildflower In The Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
“We seldom realize, for example that our most private thoughts and emotions are not actually our own.
For we think in terms of languages and images which we did not invent, but which were given to us by our society.”
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The Woods Do That To You . . . 1 comment
Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
“I felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all.
The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost,
like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream,
like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water,
most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or
past manhood and all the living and the dying and the
heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds
as they pass overhead seem to testify
(by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling.”
–Jack Kerouac
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Storm Clouds Over The Foothills 5 comments
Storm Clouds Over the Foothills — Image by kenne
Once in the Catalina Foothills,
I found a new state of being
No more tangled mind.
I hiked with my camera
Photographing nature
Taking whatever comes,
Like a drifting cloud.
— kenne
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Spring Flowers Along The Trail Leave a comment
Spring Flowers Along The Trail — Image by kenne
“I dream of a quiet man
who explains nothing
and defends nothing,
but only knows where
the rarest wildflowers
are blooming…”
— Wendell Berry
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Gila Monster — Image by kenne
The Gila monster is a species of venomous lizard native to the Southwestern United States
and the northwestern Mexican state of Sonora.
trespasser
I walk, head down, careful footing as I
study the terrain, the way the shadow
from the mountains cover the valley floor
the dry wash beds, marked with
wildlife tracks, deep and desiccated
no monsoon to wash them away
no relief, no rain to fill these
empty washes, to water this
wilderness that lies dry, parched
the cloudless sky above hides nothing
except for the desert creatures
absent in the heat of the day
as I retrace my path, I step around a gila monster
sunning himself on a rock, his rock
reminding me where I am I am
a trespasser; this is all their’s
and their tracks and presence remind me
step carefully, move slowly, retreat
— Jo Bien
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Brittlebush Blooming Along the 7 Falls Trail 1 comment
Brittlebush Blooming Along the 7 Falls Trail In Sabino Canyon (03/20/15)– Image by kenne
Brittlebush blooming
Yellow, the color of spring
Brightens the desert.
— kenne
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Ah! Sunflower! 3 comments
Wild Sunflower, Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
Ah! Sunflower!
Ah! Sunflower, weary of time,
Who countest the steps of the sun,
Seeking after that sweet golden clime
Where the traveler’s journey is done;
Where the youth pined away with desire,
And the pale virgin shrouded in snow,
Arise from their graves, and aspire
Where my sunflower wishes to go!
— William Blake
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Spring Break At Seven Falls in the Sabino Canyon Recreation Area — HDR Image by kenne
May my feet always touch the earth
Stretching from the desert to the mountains
While I’m still able to hike on the rocks
Made by fire and time.
— kenne
Becoming is Superior to Being 