Archive for the ‘Tanuri Ridge’ Tag

January Sunrise, Tanuri Ridge   2 comments

January Sunrise, Tanuri Ridge — Image by kenne

What might have been and what has been
Point to one end, which is always present.

— from Four Quartets by T. S. Eliot

A Winter Day In Tanuri Ridge   1 comment

A Winter Day In Tanuri Ridge — Black and White Image by kenne

“I prefer someone who burns the flag and then wraps themselves up in the Constitution
over someone who burns the Constitution and then wraps themselves up in the flag.”

― Molly Ivins

Nobody Gets To See The Wizard   Leave a comment

Study — Image by kenne

“Nobody Gets In To See The Wizard, Not Nobody Not No How!”

A Desert Foggy Morning   2 comments

Desert Foggy Morning (January 14, 2015) Image by kenne

   It is light made song
of romantic illusions.
It is soft yet firm,
full of sky and gentle.
It is mist and rose
of eternal morning.

— From ‘Morning’ by Federico Garcia Lorca

Christmas For Two   10 comments

Christmas Eve 2020 Sunset (Tucson) — Images by kenne

Christmas for two

2010 was our first
Christmas in Tucson
we spent it together 
hiking nearby trails
swimming in the pool
enjoying our new desert life.

over the years, we traveled
each Christmas
spending time with family

now ten years out
the curse of COVID
has limited our travels
we are together again
on Christmas Eve watching
another beautiful sunset 

we miss not being
with family and friends
a price for the future

— kenne

“Spinning Song” — A Love Song

Poinsettia Leaves   2 comments

Poinsettia Leaves — Image by kenne

leaves of red and green

with candles and figurines 

decorate our home

— kenne

So the shortest day came . . .   3 comments

Solstice Sunset — Image by kenne

So the shortest day came, and the year died,
And everywhere down the centuries of the snow-white world
Came people singing, dancing,
To drive the dark away.
They lighted candles in the winter trees;
They hung their homes with evergreen;
They burned beseeching fires all night long
To keep the year alive,
And when the new year’s sunshine blazed awake
They shouted, reveling.
Through all the frosty ages you can hear them
Echoing behind us—Listen!!
All the long echoes sing the same delight,
This shortest day,
As promise wakens in the sleeping land:
They carol, feast, give thanks,
And dearly love their friends,
And hope for peace.
And so do we, here, now,
This year and every year.
Welcome Yule!

— Susan Cooper

Christmas Cactus Blossom   1 comment

Christmas Cactus Blossom — Photo-Artistry by kenne

almost like clockwork

the blossoms start appearing

each Christmas season

— kenne

Rainbow Photos   2 comments

Rainbow Images (December 10, 2020) by kenne

After several months to little to no rain,
we received about one-quarter inch with some beautiful rainbows. 
We are thankful!

— kenne

Rainbow Connection — Willie Nelson

Potted Lemon Tree   1 comment

Patio Lemon Tree — Image by kenne

We have had a potted Meyer lemon plant on our patio for several years.
We fertilize and water it regularly. The record-setting desert heat this year 
has been rough on our small plant. Some of the lemons formed splits in the surface.
This is the first year we have experienced the splitting. In addition to the hotter
than normal temperatures, we have had a little over two inches of rain,
which is about four inches less than normal for this time of year.

This year we still have 15 lemons on the plant, which is not a lot for this plant.
A couple years back we harvested 55 lemons.

— kenne

Celestial Patio Sunset   1 comment

Celestial Patio Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Reflections are real

It’s reality that’s not

Artists make it real.

— kenne

Ripe Olives   Leave a comment

Ripe Olives — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Happiness is having three garlic and jalapeno stuffed olives
in your martini when you are hungry.”

— kenne

A Gila Woodpecker Morning   Leave a comment

Gila Woodpecker — Images by kenne

Gila woodpeckers can be very annoying on our patio.
The chase off smaller birds at the feeders and they can be very noisy. 

Katelyn Is Seventeen Today   1 comment

Katelyn Turner (03/15/14) — Photo-Artistry by kenne

The Eyes Tell You

Little girls have a mysterious power,

But not all can feel it – when she does,

You can see it in her eyes.

As she matures, she’s driven

To climb the tower of perfection,

Always resisting her indifference.

Her enigmatic power is needed

To stir the artist inside,

To triumph over the unenlightened.

In her way, she will find something new,

Something never before encountered

Placing art in a world void of feeling.

Inventive, she will act,

Sometimes seeking out failure

To turn it into a triumph.

Once her power is transformed

By the magical virtue of art,

Loving and understanding become simpler.

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Now that they return home, I ponder —

Children and grandchildren 

are the beautiful mysteries 

that drive our emotions 

stirring each moment we share, 

not knowing if the same emotions 

transcend each communication in the moment,

ending in emotional question marks.

— kenne (07/07/14)

 

 

Kenne David, Katelyn and Kenne (07/06/14)

Why Did The Tarantula Cross The Street?   3 comments

Tarantula (Walking in Tanuri Ridge this Morning) — Images by kenne

In a word, SEX!

Generally, when you see tarantulas on the move, it’s males
looking for females. I’m not an expert, but it makes sense to me.

— kenne

 

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