
Weather-wise, there’s little of cheer at the moment. We left for Ireland in the rain, spent the week – apart from one blessed day in Waterford – in constant drizzle; and returned to face the past three days of driving downpours.
Upon our arrival, the neighbours informed us that the weather in our absence had been really good.
So it’s official, we’ve become ‘rain gods’ as Terry Pratchett would have said…
But there is one good thing about this time of year, if you’re a photographer – and that is the quality of what I call the ‘silver light’.
This precursor of the spring can best be seen when distant objects, such as (above) Morecambe’s seafront, are highlighted against the darker background of the hills of the Trough of Bowland, as in the photo.
The other seasonal factor, specific to this time of year, is the silver colour of the calm sea between Grange-over-sands, from where the photo was taken, and Morecambe, five miles away on the far shore.
I’d happily give up the lot for a bit of blue sky, but you’ve got to work with what you’ve got…
But then I am a rain-god.
Mutter, mutter.
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©Stephen Tanham 2024
All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax.
Stephen Tanham is a writer-photographer and mystical teacher. He is the founding Director of the Silent Eye, which offers an exciting journey of the soul guided by lessons, inner experience and outer companionship.
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I know we will miss the silver light, the minute the weather changes… Nature teaches us patience, if nothing else…
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Ah, yes, Jaye. So much patience ❤️
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wouldn’t it be lovely if we didn’t need so much patience?
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We’d be lesser beings … and our children would die young!
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