“Take a seat, on the little blue chair, it’s cool and neat, you can surely feel it” Gun Roswell
As always, during the last day of the week
The Sunday, the sunny day, is always reserved for the time to seek
But, when the midday sun, gets way too hot
You know you need to find, that one special spot
Where you are able to rest for a moment
Hoping it’s not going to be too much of a torment
When trying to gain that much needed momentum
To be able to complete, the most fun filled excursion
“The red chair in the corner of the room, is just begging for someone to sit on it” Gun Roswell
Painted in a bright colour, of red, it was an intent of purpose, to do so, while the old chair was refurbished, as its time seemed to have been over, but instead, someone had a good thought, of making it more all that, to attract, someone to take a load off on it, as a seat in a bright colour, would be quite indistinctive and nice looking for that matter, so it was done, and made to look like a lot of fun, and then placed in there with other chairs, for anyone in need.
Achieving this goal did not take too much, simply some patience, time and a bucket filled with paint, something none to quaint, but rather the flavour of red, and hey, that idea, went quite well, as now, the proud little red chair, there in the corner waits, for anyone to take a seat, and what do you know, it’s now mostly occupied, with tired ones, having a brief respite, and after that short break, and having their batteries charged not just from the sit, but the colour as well.
“Somewhere in ancient times, people used to hang around the open fires, in the darkened rooms, rocking the night away, in a chair“ Gun Roswell
The old school home, with its old school decor and old school ways odd spending the evening, at home, quietly, together, the whole family seated in a circle, around the open, warming fire, the matriarch of the family, in her rocking chair, sharing all them stories from the distant past, just like it was, the tradition since way back, the oral history shared to all, as at some point, the very duty would fall, onto the children when all grown up and so the circle of life continued, in the olden days.
“There is always a need for a seat on a sunny Sunday day” Gun Roswell
Seats? On a Sunday? Are those really needed? Aren’t we just supposed to be sleeping in?
It’s a day of leisure just the same, so why, oh why, is there a need to get up, and run amok? When all of us, could just try to relax and take a load off, sleep, rest, lounger, until Monday raises its ugly head?
No, because it’s sunny outside, there in the open wild, so go, get, take a walk, and when tired, simply take a load off, on a seat somewhere on the streets.
As a Sunday is no excuse to simply sleep!
“A seat, not with wheels, but something better, which leads to a rocking motion, soothing and well, perhaps lulling the seated one, to a sleepy existence” Gun Roswell
The old school chair, still has its lure, the oddly shaped legs of it, not really the four excepted, rather reminiscent more of a sleigh, gliding across the floor, but still, remaining where it was laid.
The rocking back and forth, might just seem odd, then again, if the sitter, lets its affects gain control, on the body and perhaps even the soul, then soon enough, a sense of calm will be gained and then, falling asleep somewhat deep or perhaps not, but at least a nap of sorts.
And it will all be thanks, to this rocker of a chair from the past.
“There is always something more interesting on the other side of the street” Gun Roswell
The red bench totally beckoned for the traveler to take a step across the street and make themselves a seat out of the hand carved reddish beat, but yeah it was totally screaming while beaming there, waiting for someone to take the step, closer to it, take a load off, and for a while sit, a perfect fit, for anyone appreciative of a bright and happy colour, spreading the aura all around of cheer, and those having taken the seat even for a while will most certainly leer long after the fact.
“The seats are painted in the sane hue as the sky and the ocean, the colour of a deep blue“ Gun Roswell
The seaside beckoned, as the weary traveller reckoned, it was time for a break from the daily grind and so, to find a good place for a day or two to hide, was now on the agenda of things to do, and this time there was no time to lose, getting there a must, to shed the daily dust.
So, after some thinking, the perfect place was sinking in, as the pictures of a cool and calm blue place, where harmony permanently stays, came into view and then there really as nothing more of the very facts to chew, expect to pic and choose, for the time to embark.
After a few moments spent on the trails, the place, exactly the same as the picture did indicate, was in view, nothing amiss, the calming waves, the fluffy clouds against the blue skies, the warming sun in the face, definitely, this was the place.
And then to admire it all, on this sunny day filled with warmth, what better place to be at, enjoying all the vistas, than a restaurant, right by the pier, falling no fear, only to choose the perfect spot, midst the dark blue chairs on the dot, and taking the time, now off the clock.
“Sitting in the cooling shade, even if I’m going to be late, from Sunday” Gun Roswell
The sunshine on a Sunday is always great, but then again, when it gets too hot, then it’s no longer so, and the best place to rest, or at least have a respite, is under the shade on a seat made for that special place. And so, the whole day, might just be well spent, seated under the protective shade avoiding all movement at all, but mostly, avoiding the brightly lit sun and the encompassing heat, and ain’t that simply neat.
But if such a seat might not be found, anywhere even if looking around and everywhere, there is still no scare as daring, into the sunny outside, can also be very nice, at least for a short while, until the heat starts to defeat one and that will soon be 5he end of fun, and the option remaining is to simply run and to quickly find, a spot outside of the sunny shine, preferably in a shady spot, well, then the day would continue smoothly once again, and the rest of the day could be spent, in the calming shade.
“How can you really enjoy the seaside smack in the middle of winter? I mean, you have to be a tad gaga in the ole head to sit there, in the freezing snow, by the frozen waters in the windy and rather cold weather even if the sun just might be shining? Or do you know something we mere mortals don’t?” Gun Roswell
Looking for my favourite spot
The one I prefer for break times
Buried under snow it seems
Workings of a wintry plot!
Snow aside,
I really don’t mind
Sitting down for a few
Enjoying the silent view
Before the evening
Sun sets
“The best seat in the house, but it’s on the outside!” Gun Roswell
It may be cold outside
With lots of frosted snow there lies
But as the sun comes from its hide
(if it even bothers to do that during winter times!)
You need to take it oh so very slow
And so
Take a seat for a little while
Even if it might not exactly be your style
And simply enjoy with a smile
(No matter snow covered or not!)
