From a distance it’s just another tree. Yet, as you get closer there’s something about this oak that makes it a kind of ‘king of the hill’. It sits on
Category: landscape
SOFT PALE BLUES IN MACKEREL SKIESSOFT PALE BLUES IN MACKEREL SKIES
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A Most Unlikely CastleA Most Unlikely Castle
James Dawson had an eye for a view. In 1840, he stood on the spot from which the photo below was taken. and decided to buy it. His advisors explained
No Stranger on the ShoreNo Stranger on the Shore
“Lead them in,” said the man who taught me much about composition in photography. “You’ve got to ferry those looking at your images into the core of the shot…” The
Crank and SpinCrank and Spin
Stephen Tanham is a Director of the Silent Eye, a journey through the forest of personality to the dawn of Being. http://www.thesilenteye.co.uk and http://www.suningemini.blog
Thickening the PlotThickening the Plot
May 2023 is fast approaching, and that realisation puts urgency into the need to create the ‘physical’ part of the landscape workshop ‘Water, Circle, Cross’, the Silent Eye’s spring event
Bench MarchBench March
There’s something about March that is difficult to define… It’s a classically liminal month. Not quite the end of winter; not quite the start of the spring. You can be
The massive Skiddaw (reposted!)The massive Skiddaw (reposted!)
The massive presence of the mountain called Skiddaw towers over the Lakeland town of Keswick. The entire north-eastern horizon is dominated by its sheer size. I was intending to simply
Stories of Winter FireStories of Winter Fire
Here in the Lake District, colour can be hard to find in the Jan-March depths of winter. So I thought it might be fun to explore the replacement of faded
The Light and the GloomThe Light and the Gloom
Kendal, midweek… the retail day was drawing to a close. A thin fog had covered the town and its surrounding hills for most of the day, and the encroaching darkness
The Corridor of Love and limitationThe Corridor of Love and limitation
How do our lives feel? Do we walk free on an open landscape, protected only by our sturdy clothes and boots, yet guided by our sense of the sun’s position
Mystery and the Priest-HoleMystery and the Priest-Hole
We were walking through a very rainy Ambleside a few days ago. What I smilingly call my ‘camera mind’ spotted how well the lines and colours of the Priest Hole
An Early Christmas with Devon DreamerAn Early Christmas with Devon Dreamer
If your Christmas is shaping up to be less than that idyllic cameo on the TV adverts… come with me … and join us for the most unexpected Christmas evening
North by NorthwestNorth by Northwest
It sits over the ocean like one of the spice-navigated, space-time warping Guild Ships from Frank Herbert’s novel ‘Dune’. It’s probably an old lighthouse extended into a cafe…probably. In front
Goths on the Lake?Goths on the Lake?
A mid-November trip to Keswick and one of its two lakes – Derwent Water. The last few days of the visit of our artist friend from Oz, before she leaves
Beyond The WinterBeyond The Winter
It’s at this time of year, when the nights are long and the days short and getting shorter, that we turn our attention to a what could unfold in the
Cartmel, Anarchy and the Perfect MorningCartmel, Anarchy and the Perfect Morning
The Cumbrian village of Cartmel is most famous for its racecourse, but it is difficult to find any part of it that is not also beautiful or at least interesting.
THE OLD PIER AND THE BIRDS OF YOUNG WISDOMTHE OLD PIER AND THE BIRDS OF YOUNG WISDOM
There’s a strange object near the end of Morecambe’s long Stone Jetty pier. From a distance, it looks like a large piano… Beyond it is only the sea, so, really,
Set in StoneSet in Stone
Set in Stone – remembering Sue Vincent on her birthday. The Living Land Weekends were born from a mad-cap day on Ilkley Moor and a number of subsequent events up
In the gardens of coughton courtIn the gardens of coughton court
Coughton Court in Warwickshire, fifteen miles from Stratford-on-Avon, is the ancestral home of the Throckmortons, one of the UK’s oldest catholic families and a place of great intrigue during the
A Hebridean Diary (3) Of Coats and KingsA Hebridean Diary (3) Of Coats and Kings
We had gone to bed early – exhausted by the journey from Poolewe to Uig. What felt like a full night later, I woke, refreshed, to find the sun streaming
A Hebridean Diary (2) : Long Road to UigA Hebridean Diary (2) : Long Road to Uig
The day was already old by the time the ferry from Ullapool had docked at Stornaway. We had been warned that shops were few and far between on the Hebridean