Queen Butterfly — Image by kenne
Don’t lose hope
spring is on its way
look, and you will see
the signs everywhere.
— kenne
Archive for the ‘Spring’ Tag
Don’t Lose Hope 2 comments
Ocotillos Show Signs Of Spring Leave a comment
Ocotillo (Fouquieria splendens) Blossom in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
Very little rain in Sabino Canyon hasn’t stopped the cycles of life from taking place.
Most of the year, Ocotillos look like a bunch of gray sticks. But in the spring, are during the
summer monsoon season, the sticks leaf out. However, the red flame blossoms
only happen in the spring.
Ocotillo (Fouquieria splendens) Leaves — Image by kenne
Fouquieria splendens is a plant indigenous to the Sonoran Desert in the Southwestern United States
and northern Mexico. While semi-succulent and a desert plant, Ocotillo is more closely related to tea
and blueberries than cactuses. Source: Wikipedia
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‘Hope is a slave; Despair is a freeman.’ 1 comment
Male Cardinal in Sabino Canyon, An Early Sign of Spring — Images by kenne
The Freeman
‘Hope is a slave; Despair is a freeman.’
A VAGABOND between the East and West,
Careless I greet the scourging and the rod;
I fear no terror any man may bring,
Nor any god.
The clankless chains that bound me I have rent,
No more a slave to Hope I cringe or cry;
Captives to Fate men rear their prison walls,
But free am I.
I tread where arrows press upon my path,
I smile to see the danger and the dart;
My breast is bared to meet the slings of Hate,
But not my heart.
I face the thunder and I face the rain,
I lift my head, defiance far I fling, —
My feet are set, I face the autumn as
I face the spring.
Around me on the battlefields of life,
I see men fight and fail and crouch in prayer;
Aloft I stand unfettered, for I know
The freedom of despair.
— Ellen Glasgow
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View From The Ridge Leave a comment
“View From The Ridge” — Photo-Artistry by kenne
The view from the ridge
An alliance with the sun
The color of spring.
— kenne
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Spring Leave a comment
“Spring” — Photo Artistry by kenne
“There is a sixth sense . . . that is the sense of wonder.”
— D. H. Lawrence
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Art — You will Know It When You See It 4 comments
Desert Wildflowers — Image by kenne
Tell me what you think art is — if you can
— ask a lot of people — and see if anybody knows . . .
You ask me about music — I like it better than anything
in the world — Color gives me the same thrill once in
a long long time — I can almost remember and count the times
— it is usually just the outdoors or the flowers — or a person —
sometimes a story — or something that will call a picture
to my mind — will affect me like music —
— Georgia O’Keeffe
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Seasons Come And Go Leave a comment
More Signs of Spring In Sabino Canyon (Pipevine Swallowtail) — Image by kenne
Truth never dies. The ages come and go.
The mountains wear away, the stars retire.
Destruction lays earth’s mighty cities low;
And empires, states and dynasties expire;
But caught and handed onward by the wise,
Truth never dies.
— author unknown
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Spring Is Popping Out All Over Leave a comment
Mexican Poppy — Image by kenne
Spring is popping out
Losing a few nuances
Creating others.
— kenne
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Signs of Spring In The Canyon 2 comments
London Rocket (Sisymbrium irio) In Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
Spring is beginning
to push aside old winter
bringing on new life.
— kenne
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Aging In The Spring 2 comments
“Aging in the Spring: — Image by kenne
Aging in the spring
Summer temps have come early —
Is this a new norm?
— kenne
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Black-tailed Gnatcatcher Leave a comment
Black-tailed Gnatcatcher On A Brittlebush in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
Because of a lack of winter rains,
brittlebush plants are very dry and few
are blooming this spring.
— kenne
“Nothing human disgusts me . . . unless it is unkind or violent.”
— Tennesee Williams
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A Poem About Spring 1 comment
Spring, 2018 — art by kenne
Maybe you need to write a poem about spring.
When everything blossoming is blossoming
and everything dead is dead
and everything wants to be fucked is fucked
it’s nature maintaining the way life was
and will continue to be as a bird calls
from the tree with new green leaves.
— kenne
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Indian Paintbrush Computer Art Leave a comment
Indian Paintbrush Computer Art by kenne
Mountain Wildflowers
Spring on the mountains
Without rain only a few
Scattered here and there.
— kenne
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Suddenly It’s Spring . . . Again 3 comments
“Suddenly It’s Spring” — Image by kenne
Suddenly it’s spring
Colors of winter
Turning into yesterday’s
Dark inner soul.
Suddenly it’s spring
Winter’s fading landscape
Exploding bright colors
Nature’s paint by numbers.
Suddenly it’s spring
Renewing old dreams
My wanderlust drifting
Opened to the sky.
Suddenly it’s spring
Nature’s voices sing
Awaken longing spirits
Laced with poetry.
Suddenly it’s spring
Tamed love burns
Attracted by fire colors
A virgin again.
Suddenly it’s spring
Fresh silky skin
Milk and honey
Luring new loves.
Suddenly it’s spring . . . again.
kenne
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The Fairy Duster Loves To Dance Leave a comment
Fairy Duster Wildflower and Visiting Bee — Images by kenne
The fairy duster
loves to dance
moving to the beat
of the breeze.
She attracts
dancing partners
spreading her dust
on passing bees.
— kenne
