Category: #iphonephotography

Spring Madness… and sons of the desert

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

Darkness and her brother

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

Dirty old town?

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?

Silver light and rain-Gods

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

A Place of Tranquility

(📩 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

Absent…

We regret that Mr Tanham’s return from Europe was delayed. Normal service will be resumed as soon as possible. 😎

Norse notes in an Irish song

(📩 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

Like Dickens, but not…

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…

Raze

(📩70 words, winter poetry, a one-minute read) ———- ©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 a journey of the soul guided by lessons, inner guidance and outer companionship. There are two blog streams: http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk (mystically-oriented writing) and http://www.suningemini.blog (general … Read More Raze

Structures of Unfolding

(📩100 words, a one-minute read) The sky lit bright with promise The dark earth sodden and soft The tree – the form returning life will use to shape itself. Like, yet unlike, Each season different yet the same With a billion variants we do not see… ———- ©Stephen Tanham 2024 All photos taken and processed on an iPhone 12 ProMax. Stephen Tanham is a … Read More Structures of Unfolding

The touch of experience (3)

(📩700 words, a ten-minute read, final part) (Note: due to a technical error, Part Two of The Touch of Experience did not publish on Sun in Gemini, though it did on The Silent Eye. There is a link at the end of this post if the reader would like to read the full set of three, in sequence. Apologies) In Part Two, the ‘Apple’ … Read More The touch of experience (3)

The village by night-mode

(-📩 500 words, mainly photos. A five minute browse) It was so late there was literally no-one else around. An unsettled dog with an upset tummy had led me out into the unlit streets of Sedgwick: our small village, which lies about 25 miles from Lake Windermere. With nothing else to do except walk the poor collie until she was tired or cured, I … Read More The village by night-mode