“Wintery forest, is quite gorgeous, especially in the morning” Gun Roswell
The trees are made of white stuff
In the early morning, just when the sun is yawning Step into to the magical realm, where threes of white dwell The quietness of it all, makes seem like time has stalled And if you listen really carefully, you can hear the songs Sung by all those beings making their home in there Far away from the real worlds disturbing stares A magical winter wonderland for those true seekers Whom others might call, total and utter geeks But you and me, we, both know that what you want to see Can be much better than what those non-believers redeem To be hocus-pocus, so never mind, just enjoy the find As this is as rare as it truly gets, out here
“A road-trip in the snowy countryside, it is so totally divine!” Gun Roswell
Snowy roads, just ahead
In a hoarse driven buggy or a sleigh, it is all the same, as riding the snowy country roads is a bit of a game. As sometimes the lanes are not cleared from snow, and you might be hanging down a snowblowers tow. The other option is the slippery slope concoction, when the melting weathers, have turned the roads into non-pleasure. But hey, it is a fun kind of a ride, like some wintry exotic slide, as you venture down these snowy paths, it can be quite the blast as long as it lasts.
Mind you, to take a few precautions are good to take, like padded pants and water tight boots, as the bumpier the ride, the sorer the poor behind. So, buckle up, let out the puff and down the fun filled adventure you go! Oh, and one thing more, remember to take some carrots and apples, for the horses who will be doing most to the tackle, slaving away, while dragging your carcass in the cozy comfy sleigh.
“It’s an odd effect, up there in the sky, especially during this seasonal time, yes, I am talking about the sun” Gun Roswell
Sun reflected, just before the setting
It was an odd effect to say the least, as the January evening sky, filled with such magnificent light. It wasn’t as bright, as those days of summer’s nights spent, watching the skies, hoping for something great to pass us by. Despite the long-lasting darkness, of the Polar Nights effect, which often frightened us, leaving us void of any contact to the eternally burning bright light high up there, in the stratosphere. Then with that one terrifying thought ever present, the sunshine will never again us warm pleasantly. But, today, all doubt could finally be cast aside, as the blue hues out in the open wide skies, burst into a moment of sunshine, just a few though, before a slow and generous colour of bright red, spread all over, making the horizon look like a priced painting stolen, for all to see. This special treat won’t soon most likely repeat, but until next time, this will leave us feeling, just fine.
“Think of it, as some sort of cryogenic freezing, and that it will wake up, in Spring” Gun Roswell
Frozen, solid, and preserved over the winter
The process so untechnical, involving only the elements natural, the freezing process quite solid in use by nature. And now, the just recently fully blooming plant, was frozen solid where it stands.It is almost as if being preserved for the more warmer, gentler season, hopefully soon, on the rising.
The crystallised form, standing solid and strong even now, glittering in the light of the wintry sun with a strong glow. But be careful, don’t get too close and not to touch it, as it might break, and that would a huge mistake. So, be gentle, and only admire from a far, like the above shinning stars, as that which nature has put in a suspended state, will only come to life again, for those who care to wait.
“It’s all covered now, the paths to which ever way, nothing to do now, except to slap on a pair of skis to get moving” Gun Roswell
The snowy tracks to follow
A surprise of a winter, put quite the proverbial splinter on our sides, as all the roads disappeared quickly over night. Now, every which way you look, piles and piles of snow each and every place overtook just in a matter of hours, with all the heavy snowy showers. But even if the regular transports, such as cars, bikes, buses and even trains, would be out of order, leaving the weary traveller in disdain. Well, do I have a perfect solution for you, call it, somewhat, old school.
What is it then, that would let you fly across a snowy mountain? Downhill way, is certainly the best escape, from a regular two or four wheeled ride, when you speed ahead with a smile. Or maybe, the exercising lately, has been neglected somewhat, but with this solution, all those so called problems, will be gone by the end of the day. So, here is the deal: slap on a pair of two wooden planks and strap them into your boots, then add two sticks to gain the forward momentum needed and stability to maintain. Yes, they are also known as skis, so, simple right?
“Snowy and freezing roads ahead, but the buggy, certainly, is a warming bed“ Gun Roswell
Ride, ride, ride a horse buggy in the fresh snow
It may not have been a special occasion at all, at least, not since the days had grown shorter after Fall, but there was just something so great, about a day after, a heavy snow fall. The idea of spending some time out there in nature without care, maybe even, a picnic of a different kind, as just thinking about it, got wide smiles. Packing up the basket, especially the hot beverage. Mittens, shoes and hats, and thick coat at that, then ready and able to hitch that magical ride, outside in the open wide. But also cold, so don’t forget to bundle up and sip some of that old magical warming elixir of life (coffee).
It was a freezing day after all, so remaining warm, was the key, but not so much so, to limit the vision to see. All the snow covered fields and trees, nothing but miles and miles of white to be seen. Certainly, a must on the list, was that one side trip, to the not so open sea, as this time of year it was all invisible and chill. Maybe spot an island or too, and then take a slide on the ice out of the blue. Then again, spotting all that white, yes you guessed it, the colour of the season, of the one simple reason, snow! Might just have been about the coolest thing you ever saw. Or then again, not. But what ever the feeling for winter is, this one thing, at least, you have to try out, because as the buggy moves, you will shout!
“Snow fell, upon a branch for a spell, until such time, when it’s warm again” Gun Roswell
Snowy Branches
Fresh snow fell, on the branches of the trees in the forest. But there was no one to see that, so was it then really real or not? Maybe there was snow there, maybe not, but the scenery, imaginary or perhaps, someone manage to snap that much coveted picture even. Even if it was all just fake, then that is fine, as in my very own mind, I am enjoying the cold wintry scene, from a forest, filled with trees, covered, in snow, freshly poured down snow, thinking of taking a stroll there, and enjoy my time in the fresh cold weather, until it’s time to change to something else completely.
“Not smoke or fire, but pure snow, on the water!“ Gun Roswell
Snow on the water!
It looked like a field of sorts, with an island in the middle of it all. It could have been used for crops or even potatoes, which were already harvested, before the snow fall. But, it wasn’t that, no, this, used to be an open sea, with boats coming and going, and someone even did, some waterskiing here. But now, that snow, had covered it all, even if the fall time, had seemed so warm. Then, one night, it all froze over, in an instant almost, and as the flakes well, day after day after day, soon enough, nothing but the white stuff, could be seen for miles on end. But not all was lost, after all, you could still go out there on the ice and walk. Or, if you were daring enough, maybe put some skates on and do a little pirouette. After all, this was the season, of winter, and usually, snow would fall and the water would freeze during below zero temperatures. And this was, the lure, of a scenic wintry moment by the seaside with snow on the water.
“The snow, makes all the difference, don’t you think” Gun Roswell
Nightly window view
It was once again that time of the season, when for some reason The expectance of having some much needed snow on the ground Even if the weather forecast predicted it was nowhere to be found But those hopeful ones, who dared to wish and upon a star dish Their deepest and most sacred desires, before they would expire And so, as the night time once again, like every day, on time fell Some of the fans of winter, remained seated, by the window sill And all of a sudden, all their wishes were granted, to the very hilt As the solemn flakes of frozen ice, across the chilly air, were spied And where there was one, soon enough, more would definitely follow Leaving the autumn, grey dull coloured ground anything but hollow And in the early morning hours, gleeful the cheers of big and small Were heard where ever anyone looked out of their windows small The snow had finally landed, and the season just got a whole lot grander
“Why not ride a bike, even in the middle of the winters plight?” Gun Roswell
Ride a bike, down a snowy slope
So, what if it is snowing once again, because, me, I can ride my bike, anywhere Even if the tyres are not exactly up to spec, and then might fall me totally let But that would be a small price to pay, for ride on this, two wheeled sleigh Down, down, down the slippery slopes, filed with so much of the new snow Then gradually, into traffic I go, wheeling away, really fast, but, well, mostly slow Luckily I got my thick padded helmet on, covering this unfortunately small brain And not to forget the elbow and knee pads, well, is there really a need to explain? So, watch me, riding my bike, despite, the wintery weather so completely snide And if I fall down, with only minor damage or less, well, at least I made you smile!