Always More Saguaros On The Sunny Side of A Hill ( November 8, 2022, in Sabino Canyon) — Image by kenne
Saguaros love sunlight, so the southern part of a ridge or hill will attract the growth of many saguaros.
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Dragonfly Glow — Photo-Artistry by kenne
“When one person suffers from a delusion,
it is called insanity.
When many people suffer from a delusion
it is called a Religion.”
— from Zen and the Art of Motorcycle Maintenance:
An Inquiry Into Values by Robert M. Pirsig
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Desert Mistletoe Berries Attracting Birds To Sabino Canyon 1 comment
This morning on the Plant and Bird Walk, we could see a small flock of Eastern Bluebirds, none close enough to get any good photos,
but more will be coming to Sabino Canyon because of all the desert mistletoe berries in the canyon. Till then,
the berries are attracting plenty of Phainopeplas.
— kenne
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Sunset Over The Tucson Mountains Leave a comment
Sunset Over The Tucson Mountains — Image by kenne
I look at a sunset
and begin to wonder
what is the relationship
between the senses
and matters of beauty,
art and taste responding
one’s feelings and emotions?
The quality of being.
— kenne
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A Hungry Hawk 4 comments
Cooper’s Hawk in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
I have a little knowledge of this bird,
never as much as an ornithologist.
Maybe it’s because I don’t have
the right personality or something,
being concerned fundamentally
with the “oughts” of life from
a philosophical point of view,
if you know what I mean.
— kenne
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Conversations 2 comments
Conversations — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Lovers
Learn from yesterday
Laugh about today, but
talk about
tomorrow
— John Boynton
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A Tucson Sunset — B&W by kenne
The power of stories
and sunsets become
daily escape hatches
from the tragic realities
of human existence.
— kenne
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Birds, Banana, Joy, and Buddy Guy 1 comment
Joy — Image by kenne
Ode To Joy
Friedrich Schiller called Joy the spark of divinity
but she visits me on a regular basis,
and it doesn’t take much for her to appear—
the salt next to the pepper by the stove,
the garbage man ascending his station
on the back of the moving garbage truck,
or I’m just eating a banana
in the car and listening to Buddy Guy.
In other words, she seems down-to-earth,
like a girl getting off a bus with a suitcase
and no one’s there to meet her.
It’s a little after four in the afternoon,
one of the first warm days of spring.
She sits on her suitcase to wait
and slides on her sunglasses.
How do I know she’s listening to the birds?
— Billy Collins (In The Atlantic, November 2021)
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Forest Floor — Abstract Art by kenne
Moisture tends to bring out the colors
of old dried wood helping to color the
forest floor during the mountain rains.
— kenne
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Its Veteran’s Day, 2022 2 comments
Sgt. 1st Class Lance Amsden, platoon sergeant for the 1st Platoon, Company C, 1st Battalion, 501st Infantry Regiment, 4th Brigade Combat Team (Airborne),
25th Infantry Division, watches as CH-47 Chinook Helicopters circle above during a dust storm at Forward Operating Base Kushamond, Afghanistan, July 17,
during preparation for an air-assault mission.
— Army Flickr Stream
On this Veteran’s Day, in honor of those who served and died, I share this song written and recorded by Tom Russell, which was also recorded by Johnny Cash.
One of the blogs I follow is So Far From Heaven. Old Jules writes about his old running buddy, Phil:
“I hadn’t thought about my old running buddy, Phil, for a while. That last blog entry got me chewing on thoughts of him. I’ll tell you a bit more about him.
Phil went to the Marine Corps as the result of being a 17-year-old driving from Temple, Texas, to Austin with a case of beer in the car. A Williamson County Sheriff’s Deputy stopped him on a tail light violation, asked for his driver’s license, and saw the case of beer. Old Phil, being a clever youth, gave the officer a Texas Drivers License with an altered date of birth so’s to keep from being arrested as a minor in possession of alcoholic beverages.”
Veteran’s Day
Well I used to hang out down at the VFW hall
And stare at the photographs up on the wall
Of the neighborhood boys that died
in the wars we’ve been through
And the hand lettered sign that said
remember Jimmy McGrew
Well Jimmy went to Nam back in 1965
But there’s a lot of men here that think
Jimmy McGrew’s still alive
Though they carved his name
on a stone in Washington DC
His brother said that stone
don’t prove a thing to me
It’s veteran’s day and the skies are gray
Leave the uniforms home cause
there ain’t gonna be a parade
But we’ll fill up a glass for the ones
that didn’t make it through
And leave a light in the window tonight
for Jimmy McGrew
Well I used to hang out down at the VFW hall
And stare at the photographs up on the wall
Of the neighborhood boys that died
in the wars we’ve been through
And the hand lettered sign that said
remember Jimmy McGrew
Well Jimmy went to Nam back in 1965
But there’s a lot of men here that think
Jimmy McGrew’s still alive
Though they carved his name
on a stone in Washington DC
His brother said that stone
don’t prove a thing to me
It’s veteran’s day and the skies are gray
Leave the uniforms home cause
there ain’t gonna be a parade
But we’ll fill up a glass for the ones
that didn’t make it through
And leave a light in the window tonight
for Jimmy McGrew
— Tom Russell
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Dried Weed — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Timeless Moments
There’s a trail down by the wash
Where once new life grew
Providing a new beginning
That has turned into an end.
All manner of things
Shall be well, providing a
Pattern of timeless moments.
— kenne
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Second-Graders At Sabino Dam 2 comments
Second Grade Class Participating in SCVN Field Trip To Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
A day with nature
Loving the time together
Excitement for all.
— kenne
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Dragon Head — Photo-Artistry by kenne
A Poem about the Dragon
I am an unquenchable fire,
The center of all energy,
The stout heroic heart.
I am truth and light,
I hold power and glory in my sway.
My presence
Disperses dark clouds.
I have been chosen
To tame the Fates.
I AM THE DRAGON
— Theodora Lau
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A Walk By The Wash 2 comments
Down By The Tanque Verde Wash (Tanuri Ridge) — Photo-Artistry by kenne
Whole Lot of Something
I have something to say,
I don’t know why.
It came in a walk
No matter where I walk,
I hear it calling
In a moment
In and out of time
Imposing a pattern in
All that I have been
Hoping for peace
If not peace, clarity
In the place we live
Where there is a
Whole lot of something.
— kenne
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The All Souls Procession Weekend Honors the Ancestors and our lost loved ones and Celebrates Life — Photo-Artistry by kenne (11/04/12)
What is the All Souls Procession?
“The All Souls Procession is one of the most important, inclusive, and authentic public ceremonies in North America today.
The Procession had its beginnings in 1990 with a ceremonial performance piece created by local artist Susan Johnson.”
This weekend (November 4-6), Tucson will honor the dead and celebrate life with the 33rd Annual All Souls Procession.
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A THIN moon faints in the sky o’erhead,
And dumb in the churchyard lie the dead.
Walk we not, Sweet, by garden ways,
Where the late rose hangs and the phlox delays,
But forth of the gate and down the road,
Past the church and the yews, to their dim abode.
For it’s turn of the year and All Souls’ night,
When the dead can hear and the dead have sight.
— from All Souls by Edith Wharton
Becoming is Superior to Being 