by Steve Tanham
Returning home after a long trip, I am always taken by the sheer ‘energy’ in a British landscape. It may be adversarial with cold and rain, but it shakes the soul into a different kind of wakefulness.
The leaf-stripped trees are the most potent symbol of this for me. There, framed in total contrast, are living symbols of growth, of organic process, of four dimensions seen as one emotional rendering.
They will endure the Winter. Reduced to their raw being, they await the greening.
Everyone seems to love trees, and I love it that we do…
©Stephen Tanham
Sun in Gemini 
Reblogged this on anita dawes and jaye marie.
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Well said, Steve…I love trees at any time of year…
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A common bond, then, Jaye. Thank you for the reblog x
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Always welcome, Steve…
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So many people hate winter. I love its bleakness.
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Yes, a special quality
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That is a fabulous picture Steve.
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Thank you, Pensivity
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Reblogged this on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo.
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Thank you, Sue x
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The beauty of Ents💜
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Absolutely! 😎
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😊
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