Red Sun

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“The early morning sun, well, put your eyes on a setting of stun, because it’s going to be, quite red!“ Gun Roswell

Red Sun

It looked like it was on fire, the burning hot ball of lava, alas this was no such thing, rather an extraordinary rise of the very sun it self, something in the colour of burning hot fire-engine red.

The spectacular vision not for the timid though, as this is no simple show, taking a lengthy number of seconds ticking by, and if your eyes are able to spy, never directly into it looking though, something mystical and magical you will experience.

As only once in a life time, can you see the red  hot rising sun.

One more, for the road, please

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“The coffee cup spilleth over, always” Gun Roswell 

One more, for the road, please

The time for coffee, is right now,

Just and enough before a total frown

The elixir giving the strength to carry on

To face all those obstacles thrown

On the path when the day starts

When all and everything smarts

But, when the maker of the liquid starts

The smallest hint of a smile

Emerges

And after that, the cloak of invincibility appears 

And so without any fear

With the coffee mug in hand

There is nothing and no one this one

Cannot to against stand!

Mini Mes

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“The smaller the better, right? The mini versions of a lot of stuff, cannot get enough? Well, just a reminder, never remove from box, keep them in mint condition, am I right? Then again, it’s your decision, whether you chose to play with them or not!” Gun Roswell

Mini Mes

The collectables as they are all called, the smaller versions of any kind of life size thingy, imaginary or real, just the same, they make you feel, better somehow,  even singing a tune just because you finally got one, becoming the owner a little piece, no matter how small, from something bigger and better out there for the world for everyone to see.

Those trinkets filling up all our shelves (buying more from ikea just in case) even at the seasonal holidays, where we might just get a few of them elves into the mix, alas getting even a miniature version of whatever tickles the fancy, fandom or just because admiring a great sculpture, perhaps a fashionable car or a pair of boots, whatever it is you are into, you can lay claim in the form of a mini me.

Frosted Blues

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“That moment, when the blues hits, the same time of the day, when nature paints all the outside in the same colour as is the mental mood of the on out there, standing on display.” Gun Roswell

Frosted Blues

The mood reflected all around, from skies to the ground, the colour varied in hues, but it is, definitely, the Blues.

No matter the time of year, no matter, whether the sun was up there or simply the grey clouds spreading their shades of two.

It is always the same, at the exact moment of the day, when it all happens, out there, where no one dares to even imagine the why’s out of fear.

But those familiar with the colour, the many shades of it, no matter what they call it, it will go by one single name, the Blues.

Dare to embrace it, feel it, sing it, hang on to it for the moment when it hits, as in a split second, it will surround you and then, like it did hit, it will be gone as quick as that.

Trying to hang on to it, is never good, and why you really shout not, can be tough, but letting go, is the better choice, as the spell of it is luring, and the pain enduring while under the Blues, rewarding.

But it will never really be gone, as long as you are one with nature, so, without hatred, embrace the Blues and when the moment hits, live in it, but let go, and more strong will you be.

As the Blues is not something anyone should really own.

Frosted

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“It looks like someone sprayed frosting all over the trees, like on a cake!” Gun Roswell

Frosted

The wintery forest like a magical garden, all in so many shades of white, the frozen snow and ice, looking more like a topping on some food thing than anything natural.

But, we all know nature performs miracles and winter is among those for sure, the sugary coating looking all too good, but certainly not something anyone would chew on.

Still, it looks pretty while it lasts, the picture perfect draft of an image, taken in haste, as the cold seeping in through the cracks of this human being, only wanting to have the perfect memory of a winter’s day to last.

Flash Frozen (meaning very quickly)

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“When the cold front hits, well, things get frozen solid.” Gun Roswell

Flash Frozen (meaning very quickly)

The problem or beauty of winter is, that when the temperatures plummet, the waters get frozen, no matter in the creek or on top of a dozen, the weather really never discriminates not for nature or human nor animal alike, they all freeze if no cover is applied

So, when you come upon a gorgeous display, of something frozen in their way, still life for the times, or at least, until the warm front hits again and melting process starts, revealing a living thing underneath all that ice, surviving the harsh coldness of winter, which is alway nice

Double strong, double size cup

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Double strong, double size, double the surprise, the taste always as good as the previous time. Coffee.” Gun Roswell

Double strong, double size cup

Coffee server in a cup, preferably, double in size, but not just that, but double strength, nothing else, because why? This is coffee, no need for any add ons.

Well, maybe some foam, the milky kind, as long as there is no lactose nor too much of the sugary type, then that would be fine, but remember to serve it in a tall glass, the whole setup chilled, even if it won’t last.

Because coffee, no matter the size, shape or strength, is the very best.

Crossing the Ice

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“A cold and crispy day, but sunshine warming up the display of the outside looking inviting, for a stroll on the lake“ Gun Roswell

Crossing the Ice

The sunny day beckoned towards the open waters, only they weren’t as open this time of year, rather frozen solid like the rest of nature.

The snow covering the surface of ice, thick, which in a way is safe and nice, especially for those taking a shortcut across the lake.

The tracks there found  by so many others gone there before, taking a leisurely stroll or hurrying to work, and the one perk of enjoying the scenery while doing so.

But for those having the time, simply enjoying the warming sunshine in the midst of the coldest of winters, is something totally divine.

The coffee cup

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“There is always some coffee left in the cup, you know, for emergencies” Gun Roswell

The coffee cup

If the cup with coffee runs empty I will sigh

If the coffee pot is out of last bit of liquid I will cry

If there is no coffee left, in the whole house I will die!

Because without coffee, there is no life

And without that life saving liquid, there will be strife

As only in coffee, can this individual trust and with it survive

Whatever else in the world is meaningless

As without coffee, totally senseless

Because coffee, is the world no more no less

Sunshine and Snow, with a Touch of Grey

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“The sun will shine, even in the midst of the divide, the snow storm long since gone, until it is back again“ Gun Roswell

Sunshine and Snow, with a Touch of Grey

The endless blue skies emerged from behind the greyish curtain of snow

The cold weather, the below freezing temperatures never disturbing the above

But, as the world turns, the bad following the good

Great weather, a touch of light, will not undo the strife

The grey soon to follow the calming blues

As the storm front will hit the those most pleasant hues

Soon enough the dull and dreary will be the way 

Noting close by to save the darkened days

Winter, the annoying splinter, milking on each and every dime

As the rest of us only waiting for summer biding our time