
I’ve often thought what a testimonial to the speed of the modern mind a motorway is.
As our principal driver (though my wife is just as competent), I seldom get chance to take photographs. But when this deluge hit the M6, just south of Kendal, she was driving us to meet with her sister in Morecambe.
I already had the phone camera in my hands, reviewing some of the morning’s shots from Grange.
The sky darkened in seconds. Everyone slowed down as the world went quiet… For once – and probably more to do with it being Saturday than any newly absorbed wisdom concerning wet motorways – the phalanx of cars in front of us behaved impeccably as we all slid into the darkening, watery curtain.
The sunshine was the last thing to go; a dynamic and thankfully present ally as the gloom sucked us in.
Then the heavens opened, and all I had to do was rest the phone on the dash and press the camera’s shutter.
©Stephen Tanham 2023
Stephen Tanham is a writer, mystical teacher and Director of the Silent Eye, a correspondence-based journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being.
http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog


A fabulous shot.
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Thank you, Darlene
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A dramatic moment, Steve. No wonder it gave everyone pause – and a rare thing on the M6, as there’s always someone willing to plough into thick weather at a hundred miles an hour. A superb photograph.
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Thank you, Michael. It’s a dangerous place at the best of times, for sure. Quite ‘magical’ when something like this happens!
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Wonderful photo, Steve. Those looming dark skies are gorgeous.
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Thank you, Diana. Not often I get chance to capture one 😊
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A fantastic shot, Steve
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Thank you, Robbie!
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