Our First Hibiscus Blossom This Spring — Image by kenne
A golden flare in morning light,
Soft petals a little rough around the edges.
A fleeting beauty, bold yet brief,
A whispering sigh, on dark green leaves.
— kenne
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A Little Rough Around The Edges 2 comments
Spring Wildflowers Leave a comment
Spring Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Wildflower
I found you in the desert
And in the murky gulch
Through the trees
And in between
The mountains’ ivory clutch
Wildflower
I’ve put you in my home
And my faucet is the draught
With which you drink
Like river stream
And early morning trout
Wildflower
I have made a mistake
You grow on hills
Where we don’t stay
But in my house
What saves now kills
Wildflower
I let you go
— Casey
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Image by kenne
For I have known them all already, known them all:
Have known the evenings, mornings, afternoons,
I have measured out my life with coffee spoons;
I know the voices dying with a dying fall
Beneath the music from a farther room.
So how should I presume?
And I have known the eyes already, known them all—
The eyes that fix you in a formulated phrase,
And when I am formulated, sprawling on a pin,
When I am pinned and wriggling on the wall,
Then how should I begin
To spit out all the butt-ends of my days and ways?
And how should I presume?
— from The Love Song of J Alfred Prufrock by T S Eliot
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Hiking Esperero Trail In The Spring 3 comments
Hiking Esperero Trail In the Spring (Santa Catalina Mountains) –Image by kenne
In each line’s strange syllable: she awakes
as a gull, torn
between heaven and earth.
I accept her, stand with her face to face.
—in this dream: she wears her dress
like a sail, runs behind me, stopping
when I stop. She laughs
as a child speaking to herself:
“soul = pain + everything else.”
I bend clumsily at the knees
and I quarrel no more,
all I want is a human window
in a house whose roof is my life
–Marina Tsvetaeva
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Another Beautiful Spring Day Leave a comment
Brittlebush Blossoms at Picacho Peak State Park — Image by kenne
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Western Honey Bee On Chicory Leave a comment
Western Honey Bee On Chicory Wildflower — Image by kenne
Western honey bee
On chicory wildflower
Spring is everywhere.
— kenne
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Spring In The Santa Catalina Mountains Leave a comment
Spring In The Santa Catalina Mountains — Image by kenne
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Spring View Off The Patio Leave a comment
Spring View Off The Patio (Palo Verdes Blooming) — Image by kenne
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Life Springs Eternal Leave a comment
Life Springs Eternal – New Life in the Presence of Death — Image by kenne
There are signs of life and death all around
that have evolved throughout all existence
towards a collective mitigation of existential
and catastrophic risks yet only in the present does
the proliferation of life affirms and consciously evolves.
— kenne
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Creosote Bush Blossoms 2 comments
Spring In The Sonoran Desert — Image by kenne
The Creosote bush is a plant of extremes: it is a widely used medicinal plant; it is the most drought tolerant
perennial in North America, and it may be the oldest living plant.
Creosote (Larrea tridentata), also known as greasewood, is the most common shrub in three of the four north American deserts.
It is too cold in the Great Basin Desert of Nevada, but it thrives in the Mojave, Sonoran, and Chihuahuan deserts.
Creosote is an evergreen shrub, commonly up to six feet tall or taller, that has tiny green leaves, yellow flowers,
and grey-fuzzy fruit. It flowers several times a year depending on rainfall. — Source: Arizona Daily Independent
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New Mexico Groundsel — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Spring
Spring is proof
that we were right to hope
even in the darkness.
— Samantha Reynolds
(NY Times readers were invited to share an original poem
of about 15 words on the theme of renewal. This was on of them.)
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A Gila Monster Spring Leave a comment
A Gila Monster Spring (Sabino Canyon) — Image by kenne
Gila monsters are heavy-bodied lizards covered with beadlike scales, called osteoderms, that are black and
yellow or pink covering all but their belly. The Gila monster is venomous; its venom is made by a row of glands
in the lizard’s lower jaw. When the lizard bites, small grooves in the teeth help the venom flow into its prey. The
bite of a Gila monster is very strong, and the lizard may not loosen its grip for several seconds. It may even
chew so that the venom goes deeper into the wound.
As the name might suggest, the Gila (pronounced HEE-la) monster has one of the worst reputations in the
reptile world. This lizard is often feared and has been described as frightful and repulsive, especially in local
folklore. Source: San Diego Zoo
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Spring — Bees On A Thistle 2 comments
Bees On A Thistle — Image by kenne
Spring
To what purpose, April, do you return again?
Beauty is not enough.
You can no longer quiet me with the redness
Of little leaves opening stickily.
I know what I know.
The sun is hot on my neck as I observe
The spikes of the crocus.
The smell of the earth is good.
It is apparent that there is no death.
But what does that signify?
Not only under ground are the brains of men
Eaten by maggots.
Life in itself
Is nothing,
An empty cup, a flight of uncarpeted stairs.
It is not enough that yearly, down this hill,
April
Comes like an idiot, babbling and strewing flowers.
— Edna St. Vincent Millay
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Goodding Verbena Leave a comment
Goodding Verbena — Image by kenne
It’s amazing what a little rain can do in the desert.
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Desert Spiny Lizard 1 comment
Desert Spiny Lizard — Image by kenne
We have been experiencing some warmer spring weather here in the desert,
so more lizards are on the move
— kenne
