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Window of Yesterdays   2 comments

De Anza TrailWindow of Yesterdays — Computer Painting by kenne

Our Window Of Yesterdays

Like Cinderella’s
glass slipper

only one shoe
had the right fit.

In life’s early years
it took time
searching
for the right fit —
trying on
many different shoes
before the music
brought us together.

I
slipped into you

tying you
to my body –

knowing
only you
could get so close.

We
have walked

many miles
not always in step
but at the start of each day
you were there.

You
supported each step
through the good times
when we danced together
and the bad times
when the music stopped.

Over the years
I knew
where we were going
you knew
where we had been
as our
 souls
have now worn thin —
broken
held together by twin
only now expressing
the secret face
of our enter selves.

Having been seduced
by a lover’s
darkest kiss
no longer laced together —
merely to be left behind
in the window
of yesterdays
kissed only
by tomorrow’s sun.

kenne

Mission San José de Tumacácori Church   Leave a comment

NogalesImage by kenne

Even while I walk this ground
I imagine a time that was different
For brown people whose land was
Taken by people in long robes on horses
Who proselytized the native peoples
Building missions in the harsh desert.

Today, like most colonial missions
The ruins are preserved for tourists
Mostly old people, who walk the grounds
Near the Santa Cruz River
Learning about the Spanish conquest
What was, t
hat is now no longer. 

— kenne

Hiker   Leave a comment

Sunset Hiker-9501 Painting blog IIHiker — Computer Painting by kenne

Boots stir the trail dust
the morning you know,

shadows fashion the ground
soon to be abandoned.

She leads us into the, 
a hiking we will go.

Others follow her shadows
bright sunlight in their eyes,

the trail edges glow
a sun lit boardwalk.

In this land of the past
Spanish wagons kept coming

building a place of worship
near the Santa Cruz,

Tumacácori up river
from Nogales — I believe.

This is my new land
in the land of old

where hiking
is my past time.

Is this world real,
or a reflection of dreams

on the shadow side 
of nature’s spirit

not blind to the worth
of this wonderful gift.

— kenne

 

 

Old Western Bunk House   Leave a comment

Bunk House Interior (1 of 1) art layer blogOld Western Bunk House
Off the Juan Bautista de Anza National Historical Trail

near the Santa Cruz River.
— Computer Art by kenne

Easter Along The Borderlands   1 comment

Spring Flower (1 of 1)-2 framed blogEaster Along the Borderlands — Image by kenne

When you’re at the mission
Sixty miles north of Nogales
And it’s Easter time too

It’s so easy to put on airs
At the place where
Father Kino drink the

Spring water that once was
Near the banks of the
Santa Cruz River.

On the first Friday after Easter
The Tohono O’odham of the
San Xavier Reservation

Conduct a candlelight parade
Just as the setting sun kisses
The white dove of the desert

Where she awaits the coming
of the
“Excellent Builder”
to complete the second tower.

 — kenne

We Scar The Things We Love   2 comments

Madera Canyon Panorama April 11, 2014 blog framedA Panorama View Down Through Madera Canyon In The Santa Rita Mountains South of Tucson, Arizona.
(Note the light color of mining tailings surrounding ponded water.)
— Image by kenne

We Scar The Things We Love

 

Always there is something worth trekking

in the Sonoran Desert.

Sometimes the treks start early in the morning,

driving across the Tucson basin over

occasional low water crossings and cattle guards

on narrow roads, stopping for big yellow buses.

 

A canyon road leads out of Green Valley,

a quite peaceful community

along the banks of the Santa Cruz River

covered with oaks and walnut trees

and a rich history with the Tumacacori Mission

to the south and San Xavier del Bac to the north.

 

Crossing one-lane bridges through a grassland bajada, 

the road climbs toward Madera Canyon

nestled between Mt. Wrightson and Mt. Hopkins

on the eastern slop of the Santa Rita Mountains,

forming one of the Sonoran desert’s Sky Islands,

an oasis above this bowl-shaped canyon.

 

Although some are called “Friends of Madera Canyon”

all visitors, be they hikers, birders, walkers,

or just those relaxing at one of the beautiful vistas

share a love of nature and being outdoors,

forming a friendship that helps bond 

memoirs of a shared love.

 

“All the while jumbled memories flirt out on their own,”

intruding on nature’s beautiful vistas

where a river once ran through, now shadowed

by a high wall of tailings surrounding a pond,

altering nature’s beautiful vistas above the canyon,

producing lasting scars to the sky above, the earth below.

 
— kenne
 

Tucson’s Sweetwater Wetlands   Leave a comment

 

Sweetwater Wetlands Park — Images by kenne

Tucson’s Sweetwater Wetlands is an artificial wetlands near the usually dry Santa Cruz river. The area is a part of a waste-water reclamation project developed in 1996. The park provides an urban wildlife habitat and outdoor classroom — a wildlife photographer’s paradise.

kenne 

“Water, water, water….There is no shortage of water
in the desert but exactly the right amount ,
a perfect ratio of water to rock, water to sand,
insuring that wide free open,
generous spacing among plants and animals,
homes and towns and cities,
which makes the arid West so different
from any other part of the nation.
There is no lack of water here unless you try to
establish a city where no city should be.” 

― Edward Abbey, Desert Solitaire: A Season in the Wilderness

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