Coffee, the finest and most best sustenance for cold Winter weather

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“There is always time for coffee, morning, noon, day or night time, it’s all just fine, if you really enjoy the dark liquid kind and to have a cup of it, when you see fit, but most of all, during the cold times of Winter!” Gun Roswell


There is always room for coffee, in the stomach, someone said, even if it was some other time a clock, usually not associated with the fine sustenance of a dark liquid, but if one was prepared, for the full effect of the stuff, then drinking a cup or two, would suit, no matter the hour, as long as the face did not go sour, simply because the lack of coffee, was ever present, so, better satisfy the urge and have that drink of it, the coffee, in a cup, or a mug or even jug it directly from the pot!

Because believe it or not, those rules and regulations for sleeping and consumables, was most likely created by someone who hated the stuff, both coffee and well, food and perhaps even people, as all of us, are mostly individuals and so, enjoying the good stuff, coffee, does not have to be at any given hour, even midnight will do simply fine.

Riding bikes in Winter times?

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“It’s just like riding a bike! Guess it is just that! Only this time around, it’s done in the freshly fallen snow!” Gun Roswell

The several bikes under the tree taking cover from the winter’s deep and tormenting lash of snow, but that is just what it looks like from far away, as these bikes are here to stay, and even totally slay the snows of the winter, never ever fearing the weather, as they have been permanently tethered to this land of cold by their very riders so bold.

So for now, riding along, no matter spring, summer, fall or winter, these bikes and their riders are fierce and do not mind a challenge, not even something bad or ominous foretold. As they take their two wheelers out there, in the open air, peddling gingerly away, as they are not the ones long in one place to stay. And so, no matter the heavy snow fall, the bikes and their bikers stand tall, against the weather gods.

Of course, the shovel is a necessary tool, when packing for the wintery cold, as digging out from the cover light sometimes, cannot be done by hand and well, that might be the only negative, or then it is the ice roads. Then again, spikes to the wheels and thinking of the snow pushing as a sport, the nothing can go wrong for these winter riders.

Bike Rides in Winter Times

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“Riding a bike in the snow can be a lot of fun, that is if you can find the bike under the snow first of all and then making sure it has all its needed wheels, otherwise it’s just time stalled!” Gun Roswell

In snow, not cotton
Buried, but not forgotten
Wheels, maybe slightly rotten
One even missing?
Never mind,
I will think of something
For riding my bike
There is no stopping!

Ride, ride, ride a bike (or not?)

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“Riding a bike and in winter no less? Well, guess it takes all kinds, huh? The more shall we say, adventurous types?” Gun Roswell

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Winter!
And so simply out of spite
I am riding my bike
Mostly enjoying the ride
Even down a very slippery
And extremely frozen slide!

Slippery, on the Winter Road

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“During winter, it usually snows, a lot and then, the temperatures vary, from frozen to sleet, so ice any one?” Gun Roswell




Winter, winter
Gave me a splinter
Looking, at my little finger
Let out, a loud whimper
Oh, what a stinker,
Is this, snowy, frozen, but mostly slippery winter!

Winter’s Moon high up in the skies

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“The moon comes out no matter the time of the year, as it has no fear of the chaining times. Simpy be happy it’s out there, each night to shine ever so bright.” Gun Roswell

The moon shining in the early evening hours, having come out, from behind the curtains, not really having been hiding, just, hanging up there, waiting for the right moment, to make its appearance, now that sun doesn’t dominate the skies, as it is, winter time and so, taking its special place, for the length of the nigh, being at its fullest, which is always nice.

And so all of us moon worshipers gathering out there, in the cold night air, simply to be able to pay homage and howl at the round moon.

Winter Wonderland by the Frozen Creek

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“This time of the year, this, so called winter time is for fun and games? At least, when skating on the iced over lake or creek, whichever just might be nearest wherever you those kinds of things seek.” Gun Roswell


The winter is full of fun filled days, even if there is no nearby lake. Because if the skating time beckons, you can always spot some place frozen over, a body of water nearby, whether it might just be a simple creek, which was just a few days ago, flowing quite free. But not today, as this is the minus degrees weather kind of a time, when all have frozen solid and all you need for some wintery fun, is an old pair of skates and warm clothing and then run, towards the place you seek. As it might just be the good ole creek you plaid water sports in the summer when just a little toddler, but now, as it has frozen completely over, it is as good as place as any, to go skating on the ice, which is solid and nice after all, the winter ball will be held near the there and then, be that bell of a ball who captures the souls of all those party goers at the winter’s fun and games gala, well, at least if you have a big enough fantasy, then hell yes!

Oh Winter, so cold, crisp and white yet harmonious thou be

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“Winter’s art painted all across the lands, fully on display for all to see. Never bland, despite the monochromatic form of it all, white and calm. And yet soon for it all to fade away” Gun Roswell


Cold, white and monochrome
Nature silent under the snowy covered dome
But, when the sun arrives, it paints a triple rainbow
The mere beauty of it all
Will bring you to an utter and complete awe

Monochrome in Barcelona

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“Looking up while seated in a bus, on the top deck no less, you will spot all kinds of interesting details!” Gun Roswell

Monochromatic
It’s really electric
Even with only a few colours
You can smell the odours
Of the world of greys
Where all the light
And even shadows stay

Monochromatic
Is the world often seen
But even the plain shades
From white to all the greys
The nuances are there
You just need to stare
And up they pop, in your face

Monochromatic
I am getting quite ecstatic
The dance of light
And the bass of shadow
Never me fail
Just letting it all go
The bright colours
Do not bother me anymore

Monochrome in Paris at night

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“The darkening night, with plenty of artificial light, something available in Paris only?” Gun Roswell 

The night upon, staying strong, the darkness never scary, so feeling daring, venturing into the streets of the city, because the lights are on, and there are plenty of, all kinds, the paths lit, to the hilt, and ain’t that just sweet, as this is, Paris, the city of lights, or something similar I think I once heard, but yeah, gorgeous, lively and totally cliche, but would not want to kiss any of it, the beat, the people, the ambiance. As only so, in the land of France.