Taking a peek through to the land of sunshine 

“The sun is shining, on the other side, over there, across the sea, somewhere else but definitely not here“ Gun Roswell

There is sunshine, on the other side, the proof delivered by a witness, who dared to peek through the curtain, and then, after seeing the miracle, snapped the picture, as proof!

As of now, the summer is officially over, as September has just reared is ugly head and instead of getting a cooling down situation outside, the plummet in daily temperatures, not to mention all the down pour, has definitely not left any of us scored.

So, even after complaining about the whole too warm summer time, having lasted for such a short while, the winter season is upon, the sunshine, the warmth the greens, all but gone.

Luckily though, in the dreams and pictures, some of it can be relived, when huddling down frozen cold because of as was foretold, it is the season of rain and behold, soon enough – snow!

September Colours of Nature

“Vivid be they, the colours of nature in September” Gun Roswell

Hopeful of a little sunshine
Trying to unwind
Small steps here and there
Enjoying the cool air
Still a little shaky
But no more breaky
The shutter clicking
Nature truly ass-kicking
Every minute an adventure
Bring it on September!

Looking for some Coffee!

“Not a coffee shop in sight! Oh the plight! No morning nor noon caffein so how am I supposed to keep on living?” Gun Roswell

Heading into the streets
Stumbling on my wobbly feet
But not to worry
I was in no hurry?
Luckily someone
Had left the seat out
And yes, it is that of a coffee shop!

Roaming in Nature

“Yes, it’s outside and yes, it’s still warm, and sure, there are lots to see, like all the colours of flowers and trees!” Gun Roswell


There are colours
And there are odours
All of them varied
Not really used sparingly
Mother Nature at her best
And it’s no jest
The colours captivating
For your perusal only waiting!

Nature in September

“A nature walk is something of a luxury these days for most. But, if you get the chance, taking a walk, in the garden, the surrounding fields, perhaps even a forest, see all them colours of, Autumn.” Gun Roswell


Roaming around the Hood
Because the weather was really good
Clouds floating in the blue sky
Wishing if only I could fly
The sun warm on my skin
Melting the coldest of Finns
Colours burning bright
Ideas taking flight
Snap, click, snap, click
Hoping to score some great pics
So here they are
I didn’t walk too far
But still got a great bunch
In a time it takes to have lunch

Sunken ships, hidden treasure?

“Thar be treasure in them sunken ships, Arrrrrrrr!” Gun Roswell


Sunken boats
With hidden treasure inside
So don’t forget
To bring lots of totes
For this adventure
As you’ll never know
What you may just find!

September in Suburbia, the Garden


“This year, the nature won’t fear, the coming of winter, rather dwelling in the warmth of the fall, bringing out all the colours so fabulous.” Gun Roswell

Something about this time of the year
There is no fear, the closeness of it all so real
At least for a while that is
As soon, there will be change in the air
The winter closing in, I fear

September rain falling

“Surprisingly, in fall, the autumn as it is also called, it does rain, because, the rainy season? At least up in the North, where the author dwells.” Gun Roswell

Rain, rain, rain
Falling down all them plain
The little liquid droplets
On each and every surface
Bringing forth all the colours of autumn
Fully now, as they do blossom

Another sunrise?

“So, this is a surprise for sure! Another sun, is on the rising? Well, at least one up there, but yeah, it’s going to do it again today, so precious much?” Gun Roswell

Sunrise, higher than high
In the early September sky
Over the morning clouds
The sun has spread its shroud
Blues and reds playing in a mix
Eyes staring completely transfixed
The cool crisp air caressing
Almost feels like singing a song
Just because

Sun will rise in Suburbia


“Oh look, the sun is coming up! It’s not the sky falling on us after all, or something worse happening! Just a regular sunrise and here, in suburbia no less!” Gun Roswell

The longer you stand and stare
    Into the bright whiteness of a glare
    The red gets you and your surroundings into its control
    Devouring the sky and maybe even you, whole