by Steve Tanham
Beautiful sentiments and photos from Sue. The Silent Eye Ah, Love! could thou and I with Fate conspire To grasp this sorry Scheme of Things entire! Would not we shatter it to bits – and then Re-mould it nearer to the Heart’s Desire! – Omar Khayyam “I wish….” How many times have I heard that phrase? How many times have I said it, with … Read More The value of change…
by Steve Tanham
There are two schools of thought on what to wear on a cycling summer day in which there is the possibility of a downpour, far from home… The first (Plan A) says you should put up with the weight and pack a good set of waterproofs. Then, as soon as the heavens open, stop cycling and put them on. The second (Plan B) says that, … Read More Bright in the dark: endeavour and the lighthouse (4 – End)
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Stuart France:
* Had there been any doubt about where we were going next… Which there wasn’t. * * For once, our destination proved quite easy to get to. A car park was suggested by the guidebook and in the car park were easy to follow directions. * * Not too far away to be too uncomfortable. But just far enough…
by Steve Tanham
Rings of Oak Along my walk there is an oak Grown sturdy on the edge of winds Life’s hardships fought and won Whose sole and noble bearing Engenders shared sojourn △ Its ridge it strides alone And I, in passing, catch its thought Like a point on a seen, sawn, levelled trunk Though yearly … Read More Rings of Oak
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
When we had finished looking at the Saxon crosses and the yew trees, we headed into the little Church of the Holy Cross. Even the doorway looked promising, especially as the porch was home to a nest of swallows, darting in and out to feed their young. Even after all this time and the number of…
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
We had almost stopped there on our way to Wales. The suggestion had been made, but for some reason I had been reluctant to turn aside from our road west, for what might be no more than a walk in the woods. Not that we ever expected it to be that simple, but the mind goes…
by Steve Tanham
Something had happened when we decided to approach the strange village by walking along the beach and coming to it via the old but grand harbour, with its mighty blocks and sea-gates. It was only later that we realised that what we had, inadvertently, photographed in the far distance was the focus of the whole story. You could relate it to one of my … Read More Bright in the dark: endeavour and the lighthouse (3)
by Steve Tanham
Originally posted on Sue Vincent's Daily Echo:
A day bewildered Embracing summer’s passion Beneath stormy skies At my feet the heather blooms The heavens answer my tears There is a point on my journey when, at just the right time of year, there is a first glimpse of purple hope. From this distance, it is no more than a shadow bruising the green…
by Steve Tanham
Pass slowly over me Blue and pearl of July sky Lift from this day A living crown of summer’s leaves And place it on my hidden head As lasting ghost of sky that shone ▵ This done, let me pass this way When days are dark and short And ground is mud and slush … Read More Pass slowly over me
Sun in Gemini 
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