by Steve Tanham
“We haven’t had a Sunday trip to Cartmel for a while…” It was true, aside from a short and very wet mid-winter visit, we hadn’t been to Cartmel for some time. There was a good chance that we’d find spring in full bloom, and feel that brightening of the late April light that so ‘warms the soul’, even if the temperature of the eternal … Read More Spring comes to Cartmel
by Steve Tanham
When Sue Vincent was with us, we used to share the admonition ‘Look up!’ For her, it was about finding the most interesting and, often, secret clues to a church’s past. She had taught herself to scan a building very quickly, then to home in on the details that had been revealed. For me, it was all about the sky. The most fantastic forms … Read More Look up!
by Steve Tanham
(📩 Poetry, irony, 18 words, a ten-second read) Perhaps, and while We slept The world turned upside down And missing spring Lies far below Reluctant winter’s crown. ——-/——-/——- ©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 … Read More Somewhere Spring
by Steve Tanham
Waterhead to Ambleside; it’s a walk we do often. We park the car near the ferry point in Waterhead and do the thirty-minute stroll into the town. Leaving Waterhead, we hug the coast of Lake Windermere by cutting through Borran’s Park – a place unseen by many visitors, who hike by on the road, not realising that one of the best views of Windermere … Read More Sunday’s sojourn – Edges of Ambleside
by Steve Tanham
I’ve written before about Ulverston and its surroundings, but mainly about the town rather than the walks around it. Ulverston, like Kendal, now has a new identity, so we decided to re-visit and see how much it had changed. ‘We’ being a small group of dedicated dog-walkers characterised by a liking for fish chowder and taking photographs of Lakeland’s Southern Fells – views enhanced … Read More Spring Madness… and sons of the desert
by Steve Tanham
We often hear the phrase, ‘there’s always light and dark’: two things that stand in polarity – opposition, even – but do we ever stop to let the mind and emotions lead us to a deeper realisation? Light may be mysterious but it’s a clearly identified ‘thing’ – though it doesn’t have edges. We will see, later, why this is important. We can flick … Read More Darkness and her brother
by Steve Tanham
Being here, on the boundary between the cities of Manchester and its ‘lesser’ neighbour, Salford, made me think of the folk song, Dirty Old Town. I met my love by the gas works wallDreamed a dream by the old canalKissed my girl by the factory wall Folk song: Dirty Old Town James Henry Miller, the writer of the song, is better known to us … Read More Dirty old town?
by Steve Tanham
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 … Read More Silver light and rain-Gods
by Steve Tanham
(📩 Irish travel, lots of photos, 1000 words. A good cup of coffee…) We all need a place of tranquility, a haven where we can take a retreat from a busy or even mad world. It may be a room in our house where we keep objects that mean something special to us. We may meditate there, or read books that have become special … Read More A Place of Tranquility
by Steve Tanham
We regret that Mr Tanham’s return from Europe was delayed. Normal service will be resumed as soon as possible. 😎
by Steve Tanham
(📩 650 words, Travel musings, photography, a five minute read) There’s something defining about the tall wooden figure facing off across the busy harbour-front road with its opponent: the icy-modern loading hoist, made in steel of various hues. We’re in Waterford, the vibrant coastal heart of south-eastern Ireland; home to the famous crystal glass factory. I can close my eyes and still hear the … Read More Norse notes in an Irish song
by Steve Tanham
Photographically, I’ve been lucky with Bolton-le-Sands. The constantly changing light lends itself to subtle moods, as long as you know where to find the good perspectives. I time our return drive from visiting my mother’s care home, in Morecambe, to suit what I hope to meet – in terms of light, when we get to the rather weird tidal pools landscape. Sometimes it works; … Read More Like Dickens, but not…
Sun in Gemini 
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