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.