Category: nature

Embrace of the Inner Age

There are many symmetries in life but one of the least remarked on is the complementary states of early and later life relative to where we place our attention. When young, despite ‘trailing clouds of glory’, as Wordsworth elegantly wrote, we are completely in-volved with the physical world ‘out-there’. From the wonder and adoration of our baby state, through the realisation that we can … Read More Embrace of the Inner Age

Some days define…

Some days define… In this case the cold. The vastness of Morecambe Bay is sometimes defined by its light. In this case the deep blue of an early afternoon with icy winds to match. Ice on the foreshore by the lifeboat’s hovercraft station, clustered into tiny pools on the dark mud. Two small fishing boats – most of Morecambe’s shrimping fleet – provide the … Read More Some days define…

What if the week didn’t exist? (2) : the planting of life-seeds

At the close of last week’s post, we concluded that, although the ‘week’ was only broadly defined as a fraction of a moon-cycle, it had become an essential ‘container’ in our our outer lives. Our working and social existence depends on the week being in place. International travel would be unworkable unless we had agreement on which day of the week was being swept … Read More What if the week didn’t exist? (2) : the planting of life-seeds

What if the week didn’t exist? – Part 1

I don’t know about you, but I find the week comforting… Over the years, I’ve built up a pattern of working through things that I need to do, in order to get to the things I regard as ‘me-time’. There is the stuff of keeping an orderly house. Then the dog has to be walked… and time to visit my mother in her care … Read More What if the week didn’t exist? – Part 1

Ark of the Berry

When Winter’s bite Makes clear it’s first and full intent There comes to pass a holy summer berry, Both food and ark of life renewed. Which eaten and dispersed, begins The dark and bitter climb, through Root and branch and stem Until within the flower of year to come It finds itself remade but one ————————————— ©Stephen Tanham 2022 Stephen Tanham is a Director … Read More Ark of the Berry

The Oak and I

We’ve known each other for just over a decade, though the oak has lived for at least ten times that. It’s a tree and a very special place in the landscape. It’s conveniently at the end of our shorter dog-walk, so I get to see it in all seasons. This time of year is mellow, and the colours in the landscape reflect that. Soon, … Read More The Oak and I

Falling from Solstice

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 … Read More Falling from Solstice

When the sky grows

There is a wildness to these last days of May; an energy long pent-up that rushes from the thrusting ground to meet the brightness of the glowing clouds… The whole locked in some exotic equilibrium, one pushing, the other pulling, until, racing past the middle of June, they sight the shimmering solstice. ©Stephen Tanham 2022 Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, … Read More When the sky grows

Light in the Park

It’s not a park in the usual sense of the word. Levens Park is the ancestral home of the Bagot Family who maintain a footpath along both sides of the often turbulent River Kent as it winds its last mile out to join the vast expanse of Morecambe Bay. The ‘park’ is the perfect place to walk the collie. A round trip from Sedgwick … Read More Light in the Park

Blossom in the Park

We all love blossom, and the time of year with which it is associated. That visceral feeling of renewal is a deeply tangible thing. It’s difficult to photograph, in my experience. Ideally, you get yourself beneath the tree and point the camera upwards – becoming wrapped in the soft light beneath the floral canopy. No such luck with this one, taken at Grange-over-Sands, yesterday. … Read More Blossom in the Park

Easter Skies

I think of them as ‘Easter skies’ – that combination of cold air, bright light, and the hue of fresh green as the trees begin to bud. It’s not unusual for April to be winter-like, even though we are past the spring equinox and the light has an entirely different power. To my mind, the coming spring literally ‘shoots’ its presence into the skies, … Read More Easter Skies

Yellow and Blue

I’ve always been a bit artistic, but more of an illustrator than a painter. Sue Vincent was our painter, and a very good one – though she was modest about her achievements. In the early days of the Silent Eye, Sue and I worked together to create a version of the Silent Eye’s enneagram – seemingly, a nine-pointed star, until you look deeper – … Read More Yellow and Blue

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