Every summer for five years or so years I used to celebrate the summer solstice with an ex-Vicar General of the Roman Catholic church, Tim Firth. Sadly Tim has died, but I was so glad he contacted me all those years ago, saying “I have a beautiful oak tree in our garden and I’d love to hold solstice ceremonies there.” By that time he had left the church and was ‘of no fixed abode’ as he light-heartedly called his spiritual path. The oak was magnificent and stood just where the river Arun took an almost right-angle turn through his garden. Tim and his wife Elisabeth invited friends each time, and we had a talk and discussion, with tea and cakes after the ritual. Here is a beautiful song that reminds me of those times, written for and performed on the bowed psaltery by Philippa Anne Reed, and inspired by watching a swan pair swimming on the River Arun, near Arundel, West Sussex.