The tree on the right marks the farthest point the setting sun reaches on its solstice progression across the ridge beyond the garden.

From the dark wood lattice of winter, through the joyous green spring, to the fullness of summer, I never tire of standing outside the house and attempting to capture a little of its evening splendour…

Falling away, now, as it nears the first tree – the marker that tells me I must leave behind this year’s zenith; though there is still much the garden will bring to profusion and song.

But summer is brief and we need to hold its glory in our hearts to remind us of ‘what can be’.

It’s a little like a nature-prayer, perhaps? Reminding us that the inner light that fires the emotions to action is never far away…

©Stephen Tanham 2022

Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. and

11 Comments on “Falling from Solstice

  1. Hi Steve, it is a strange feeling. The solstice always seems to come too soon, and then, by the time the warm holiday weather arrives, the evenings are already shortening. But as you say, there is still much magic to come as the season fills.

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  2. I love the way that the summer solstice marks the start of summer while at the same time marks the gentle receding of the light, a harbinger of winter. And the other way in the winter. It makes me think that mother nature was very wise in the way she shaped the seasons. Beautiful photo and reflection, Steve.

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