
The Bluff Trail In Sabino Canyon — Panorama by kenne
The bluff trail runs a short distance from Sabino Canyon Road to Sabino Creek.
The Bluff Trail In Sabino Canyon — Panorama by kenne
The bluff trail runs a short distance from Sabino Canyon Road to Sabino Creek.
Winter Near The Santa Cruz River North Of Nogales, Arizona — Image by kenne
— Rabbi Tarfon
Phil Bentley iPhone image of snow above Sabino Canyon (January 1, 2019)
— Photo Artistry by kenne
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Female Ruby Crowned Kinglet in Sabino Canyon — Image by kenne
Right now, for reasons I have not been able to decern, pain is causing me to spend less time in Sabino Canyon. Months ago, before I got injured, I used to hike from one place to another, moving and accomplishing much. But now, no matter how much I try there is a voice slowing me down, bringing me home to this deeper wisdom that I am. A deeper wisdom is great, but I’m still trying to understand if the deeper wisdom is worth the trade-off.
— kenne
Phainopepla
Western Bluebird — Images by kenne
— Robert Frost
Female Phainopepla
Male Phainopepla — Images by kenne
The Phainopepla is a common visitor to Sabino Canyon in the winter after spending summers on Mt. Lemmon. During a morning walk in the canyon, you can see them high on a tree branch chirping in the sunlight.
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Savannah Sparrow in a Mesquite Tree (Sabino Canyon, January 1, 2016)– Image by kenne
— Charles Kuralt
Winter View from the Patio of the Catalinas — Image by kenne
Winter Shadows In The Mission Courtyard — Image by kenne
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Sandhill Cranes spend the winter at the Whitewater Draw in southern Arizona. — Images by kenne
“The Hunters In the Snow,” oil painting on wood by Pieter Bruegel
This work of Pieter Bruegel is a favorite of many people, but most know of his paintings only because of this painting, “Hunters in the Snow,” a scene appearing on many Christmas cards. His paintings are beautiful because of his compositions make one of opposites, based on Eli Siegel’s principle of aesthetic realism: “All beauty is a making one of opposites, and the making of one of opposites is what we are going after in ourselves.”
opposites are one
–kenne
(First posted December 15, 2009)
Winter Windowlight — Image kenne
Snow Off The Desert Trail — Image by kenne
Just as the snow was melting,
I stumbled upon a desert trail
Free of snow-covered brush.
A trail beaten by foot and hoof,
Warmer than the air above
A winding path near the wash.
Providing a picture of contrasts,
To which the passing eye catches
Creating an image for the painter.
kenne
Greater Roadrunner — Image by kenne
Greater Roadrunner
A roadrunner doesn’t go “meep meep”, for he says “cucucucuckoo”
He isn’t an ostrich or an emu, he is a cuckoo.
Even his scientific name means “Californian ground cuckoo” (or “ground cuckoo from California”)
You can even see that he’s a cuckoo by the type of feet he has.
He maybe brown and dull but if one looks closely, he or she can see the red and blue stripe behind his eyes.
He rarely flies but he can run seventeen miles per hour.
I love them, what about you?
— OspreyEagle