Corral Fence Line — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“One final paragraph of advice: do not burn yourselves out. Be as I am – a reluctant enthusiast….a part-time crusader,
a half-hearted fanatic. Save the other half of yourselves and your lives for pleasure and adventure. It is not enough to fight
for the land; it is even more important to enjoy it. While you can. While it’s still here.”
— Edward Abbey
Anna’s Hummingbird (Southern Arizona) — Image by kenne
Another Year of Few Wildflowers In The Sonoran Desert — Image by kenne
Spring wildflowers in the Sonoran desert depend on fall and winter rains. When there are little to no rains, as
has been the last few years, then there are few wildflowers in the spring. The above image is in the Molino
Basin, where in non-drought years, there are plenty of wildflowers to photograph. This year there are only a
few patches to be found.
— kenne
Fencepost — Image by kenne
I’ve been told
that I’m built like a fencepost
Kind of wiry
A few knobs here and there
A knot or two for character
I make a pretty good fence
Good at keeping things inside
Not letting things out
But now my shadow seems leaner
Not quite as tall in the morning sun
The soil around my feet eroding
Drying out isn’t all it’s cracked up to be
Staying straight ain’t easy
The herd is getting restless
And the barbed wire on my back
is tearing me up inside.
Santa Cruz River South of Tucson — Image by kenne
— kenne
Coyote Fence — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Wildflowers on King Canyon Trail — Images by kenne
(Click On Any Image For Larger View)
Lupine Wildflower — Image by kenne
— kenne
Arizona State Route 83 Vista in Southern Arizona — Image by kenne
Southern Arizona Fence Line — Photo-Artistic by kenne
— Mary Oliver & Wendell Berry – A Found Poem
(Source: Simply Blessed)
Tumacácori National Historical Park — Images by kenne (Click On Any Image To See Slide Show.)
– Alan Watts
Hut In Southern Arizona — Image by kenne
Homeless;
– Down by the muddy Mississippi
Skinny as a rail,
Sleeping under the old Eads bridge
Feeling low, dirty, and frail –
Homeless;
– With less than two coins
In both pockets,
Empty eyes
Look through sunken sockets –
Homeless;
– So many people walk right on by
I wonder how many care,
They all keep moving
Even though they stare –
Homeless;
– Lost a job
Lost a home,
Lost a family
Lost all hope –
Homeless;
– Where will I go from here
What should I do,
I’m so thankful when the weather’s fair
And the skies are blue –
Homeless;
– Don’t know the day nor season
And, yea, it sure gets cold at night,
I’ve got an old sleeping bag
I’ll be alright –
Homeless;
– There’s so many of us out here
Without a home,
Even so
I feel so very alone –
Homeless;
– It’s a tough situation
Not pretty, just true,
And at any time
It could happen to you –
Homeless;
– Hey buddy…
Could you spare a dime,
And say a prayer for us
… sometime –
– I’m just homeless, not less human…
— Smoky Hoss
Green Heron — Image by kenne
— kenne
Shelter In The Storm — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— kenne
Fall Landscape — Photo-Artistry by kenne
— Thomas Moore
