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The Drought Continues In The Desert Southwest — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Coyotes passed through the field at the back
of the house last night — coyotes, from midnight
till dawn, hunting, foraging, a mad scavenging,
scaring up pocket gophers, white-breasted mice,
jacktails, voles, the least shrew, catching
a bite at a time.
They were a band, screeching, yodeling,
a multi-tone pack. Such yipping and yapping
and jaw chapping, yelping and painful howling,
they had to be skinny, worn, used up,
a tribe of bedraggled uncles and cousins
on the skids, torn, patched, frenzied
mothers, daughters, furtive pups
and, slinking on the edges, an outcast
cow dog or two.
— from A Passing by Pattiann Rogers
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Petrified Forest National Park — Images by kenne
Here, one sees the Painted Desert with its fantastic coloring, the petrified forests, deep lateral cañons, the great Cohonino Forest, through which one may ride for five days without finding a drop of water except during the rainy season. Truly, it is a wonderland, and in the Grand Cañon one can think of nothing but the Abomination of Desolation. There is no place in the world at present so accessible, and at the same time so full of the most romantic interest, as are the territories of Arizona and New Mexico.
— from On the Border with Crook, by John G. Bourke (1891)
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Adobe Window — Image by kenne
The Adobe – Layer at Sunset
by Henry Shukman
It hits you
while washing your trowel
in a bucket of sky:
wind humming in the ear,
on the mountains
italic shadows,
and the high snow
like blueberry ice.
The adobe homes
tucked in the hills
gaze out at the sunset
like kids in bed.
You know in your bones
there’s nowhere else.
Times like this
the world opens a door.
You step through,
breathe sweet
pine-smoked air
like nothing you ever
tasted before.
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Siesta Shadows Create Colors On The Wall — Image by kenne
When walls become art
The roving eye embraces
Siesta shadows.
— kenne
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Desert Sun, Water and Shadows — Image by kenne
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The Summer Rains Help Brighten Desert Yards — Images by kenne
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. . . Yes!
Source: Non Sequitur
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Eastern Collared Lizard — Image by kenne
Another sign of spring in the desert is our reptile friends, most scurrying about, making it challenging to photograph.
But not the eastern collared lizard (Crotaphytus collaris), who like to pose for you on a nearby rock.
I have other photos of the lizard from earlier springs and could have easily used one of them,
but this image was taken a week ago.
Welcome back, my friend — it is springtime in the Sonoran desert.
— kenne
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Dark Desert Grassland — Image by kenne
I am the desert trail
wondering
through dark grasslands
alone
but not lonely
clothed
with gladness
embraced
by the
mountain ranges
I separate
providing
a sandy channel
for mountain rains
to wash
the desert soul
never
to be wash away.
— kenne
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A gentle rain coats the dry desert. Capturing such moments in the desert is dramatic only for those thrusting rain. — Image by kenne
Desert Rain
Rain softly drapes
the trees
flowers
streets
and
the city sleeps…
Then morning embraces the desert
in shivery hugs, misty kisses and dewy smiles
and a passionate shower of raindrops
the city awakes.
Image by kenne
- Monsoon Season In The Sonoran Desert (kenneturner.wordpress.com)
- Desert Rain (beautifuleverydaythings.wordpress.com)
- Capturing The Moment – Where Only Outliers Pass By (kenneturner.wordpress.com)
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The Sonoran Desert Roadrunner — Image by kenne
The Sonoran Roadrunner
Playing chicken
With a roadrunner means,
You lose –
Beep! Beep!
Or do you?
His game is one of,
“For me to know and
You to find out.”
There he was
Ahead down the path,
The large cuckoo
With zygodactyls’ feet
Running fast
Sporting an occasional
Side-to-side movement.
I could see his eyes,
The blue and orange patch.
Then,
A pause,
As if to check
My next move.
Seeing none,
As I continued
Shooting images,
He kept streaking at me,
Seemingly unbothered
By the clicking camera.
Raising and lowering
His erected shaggy crest,
While flipping his tail.
Was he trying to frighten me?
Or, was he courting me –
This human
With one big eye?
The ugly duckling
Of the cuckoo family
Stopped at my feet,
Gazing up,
As if to say,
Fuck you –
Only to swiftly run on.
I looked up,
Rather than back,
But there was no boulder.
Conclusion:
That bird is one crazy clown.
Beep! Beep!
— kenne
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- Cuckoo progress (notopaulum.wordpress.com)
- cuckoo! cuckoo! …. O word of fear (irelandandback.wordpress.com)
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Why is this image beautiful? It contains the first clouds seen in months, which is the forerunner for the desert monsoon. Image by kenne
The monsoon is building in the mountains to the south
Like a scout, moist air is exploring the desert to the north
In preparation for the invasion of the wet boots from across the border
The monsoon is moving its cloud formations across the mountains
With each passing day taking up position in the blue desert sky
Pushing up the humidity and the relative heat of 110 degrees in the shade
The monsoon is bringing a shift in the desert wind (Mariah)
Pulling moisture from the Pacific Ocean and the Gulf of Mexico
Producing a radical change in the form of monsoon thunderstorms
The monsoon is adjusting the desert’s aperture
Creating a pattern of “burst” and “breaks”
From hot and cold air blurring the boundary between these realities
The monsoon is the ying to the desert’s yang
Each needing the extremes of the other
To maintain life and romance in the desert
The monsoon is a name from the far east
Now commonly used in the Sonoran desert
Personally, I would prefer Mariah
Way out west, they got a name
For rain and wind and fire
The rain is Tess, the fire’s joe and
They call the wind Mariah
kenne
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Becoming is Superior to Being 
. . . Yes!
Source: Non Sequitur
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