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Evening Primrose   2 comments

Evening Primrose — Image by kenne

Life is very tough and fragile at the same time,
it never backs down or surrenders,
but will break open to reveal its beauty and ugliness.

As an evening primrose that blooms in the flooding moonlight,
just before being trampled upon underfoot
by the four-legged frost of the night.

— William Wordsworth

Day of The Dead   Leave a comment

Day of the Dead — Computer Art by kenne

The Day of the Dead—it’s really the days of the dead. All Saints’ Day,
The first of November, also called the día de los angelitos—

Everybody thinks it’s Day of the Dead—but it’s not, not exactly.
This first day is for those who have died a saint

And for the small innocents—the criaturas­—the tender creatures
Who have been taken from us all, sometimes without a name.

To die a saint deserves its day, to die a child. The following day,
The second of November, this is for everybody else who has died

And there are so many,
A grandmother, a father, a distant uncle or lost cousin.

It is hard enough to keep track even within one’s own family.
But the day belongs to everyone, so many home altars,

So many parents gone, so many husbands, so many
Aunt Normas, so many Connies and Matildes. Countless friends.

Still, by the end of the day, we all ask ourselves the same thing:
Isn’t this all over yet?

— from November 2: Día de los muertos by Alberto Ríos

Springtime In The Desert   Leave a comment

Springtime In The Desert (Arizona Popcorn Flower) — Image by kenne

I heard a thousand blended notes,
While in a grove I sate reclined,
In that sweet mood when pleasant thoughts
Bring sad thoughts to the mind.

To her fair works did Nature link
The human soul that through me ran;
And much it grieved my heart to think
What man has made of man.

— from Lines Written In Early Spring by William Wordsworth

Veterans Day, 2023   1 comment

Three Doors   Leave a comment

Tucson, San Antonio, and New Orleans —  Photo-Artistry by kenne

"And hear the sounds he knew of yore,
Old shufflings on the sanded floor,
Old knuckles tapping at the door? 

"Yet still before him as he flies
One pallid form shall ever rise,
And, bodying forth in glassy eyes 

"The vision of a vanished good,
Low peering through the tangled wood,
Shall freeze the current of his blood." 

-- from The Three Voices by lewis Carroll


Spring View Off The Patio   Leave a comment

Spring View Off The Patio (Palo Verdes Blooming) — Image by kenne

Ukraine Solidarity   Leave a comment

Sunflower — Photo-Artistry by kenne

We Stand In Solidarity With Ukraine!

Let’s Dance, Grandma   4 comments

“Let’s Dance, Grandma” — James and Joy (October 2, 2021)

Throwback Thursday — Dick and Carol   Leave a comment

Dick and Carol Crow, Best Buddies In the 50s and 60s (October 1965) — 
My brother, Tom sitting on the couch talking to our mother, not in the picture.

Looking back on life,

do I have any regrets?

“A little late for that,

don’t you think?”

— kenne

Common Buckeye Butterfly   1 comment

Common Buckeye Butterfly (Junonia coenia) — Image by kenne

So, I begin researching articles on butterfly color and found “The evolution of color:
How butterfly wings can shift in hue” in ScienceDaily. They found that buckeyes
and other Junonia species can create a rainbow of structural colors simply by tuning
the thickness of the wing scale’s bottom layer (the lamina), which creates
iridescent colors in the same way a soap bubble does. 

“In each Junonia species, structural color came from the lamina. And they are producing
a big range of lamina thicknesses that create a rainbow of different colors, everything
from gold to magenta to blue to green,” says first author Rachel Thayer.
“This helps us understand how structural color has evolved over millions of years.”

You can find more information structured color at Marine Biological Laboratory.
(Please note, I’m a photographer, not a biologist.)

— kenne

Sun, the lord of heaven   4 comments

Sun, the lord of heaven — Image by kenne

The Red Poppy

The great thing
is not having
a mind. Feelings:
oh, I have those; they
govern me. I have
a lord in heaven
called the sun, and open
for him, showing him
the fire of my own heart, fire
like his presence.
What could such glory be
if not a heart? Oh my brothers and sisters,
were you like me once, long ago,
before you were human? Did you
permit yourselves
to open once, who would never
open again? Because in truth
I am speaking now
the way you do. I speak
because I am shattered.

— Louise Glück 

Cattails By A Sonoran Creek   Leave a comment

Cattails By A Sonoran Desert Creek — Photo-Artistry by kenne

The sonoran desert

a very diverse place

wildflowers take turns

blooming so visitors

can always see them — 

what a beautiful world.

— kenne

Bighorn Fire, June 18th On Mt. Lemmon   3 comments

For some of us, this video is not easy to watch. Sad, very sad!

Posted June 19, 2020 by kenneturner in Information, Mt. Lemmon, Tucson Arizona

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Two Leaves On A Bench   1 comment

Aspen Draw Trail-8483-Edit-3-art-Edit-1-72.jpgTwo Leaves On A Bench — Photo-Artistry by kenne

Two leaves on a bench
Holding on to each other
Braced against fall winds.

— kenne

 

Sonoran Desert Sunset   Leave a comment

Sunset (1 of 1)-72-Edit-1-art-72Sonoran Desert Sunset — Photo-Artistry by kenne

“Sunsets are proof
that no matter what
happens, everyday
can end beautifully.”