Red Cherries ready for the picking

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“The red against the green is a contrast indeed.” Gun Roswell

Red Cherries ready for the picking

Bright red and delicious, so totally lickable and precious

The cherries hanging from the branch, ready to the picking before March

And so this may be the start of a great harvest

Even if it might be way before its ready time

But these days, reading the calendar, is kind of a hassle

As the world around has become upside down and you would think we’re living in Brazil

Still, enjoy the small bounties found all year round

And eat them, with the red cherry on the top

Tongue on my Cake?

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“The sweet taste of sugary moist dessert, a piece of cake, cream and what is it there on the top?” Gun Roswell

Tongue on my Cake?

The odd looking construct on the top of an otherwise deliciously looking sugary treat?

Something red, albeit plain so, reminiscent more of an organ of the mouth than perhaps what it was supposed to be?

A piece of strawberry perhaps? But why cut it in to this particular format?

Anyway, if you get past the initial shock of what the heck just there on the plate dropped?

Well, it turned out to be a berry, the strawberry to be exact and the taste?

Delicious-o!

Simply try it yourself!

Juicy Fruits, hanging low

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“The bounty of nature just at reach, as the fall of seasons prepared the feast” Gun Roswell

Juicy Fruits, hanging low

The seasonal harvest started with a single song and dance, up until very midnight to last

A festival of sorts, to celebrate the offerings ready and waiting to be collected, never neglected 

And so, after the party, there will be much work really hard, but if the workers play it smart

They can easily take part in all the daily routines, and then when evening emerges, the fun can continue 

While giving thanks to all that wondrous bounty, making its way to the tables, plentiful like on all the fables 

Definitely all of it well worth the hard work put into the collection of all, fruits, berries even a few vedgies

All of it easily picked and plucked from the fields and trees, as this year they all had had very good luck

And so, as the harvest is being preserved, to the upon coming season of cold and weather blurred

The  people keep going on, picking it all up, having a few bites in between work and life

And especially the juicy fruits hanging low, are the ones being called, as they keep the circular momentum going on

Burning brightly with all kinds of reds

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“The Autumn is the most colorful season a pix snapper could wish for, as nature is positively glowing with brightly hued shades of all reds” Gun Roswell 

Burning brightly with all kinds of reds 

The fall of summer, did not turn out to be a bummer after all, as all the great colours, came out for the ball of a festival, arranged special, to celebrate the turning of season, surely a very good reason to do just that. After all, wouldn’t anyone get a tad bored, of all the green in control, over the whole of the summer, and it seems, they still are trying to hold on, despite the colder weather having a grasp of the nights long at last. But, that does not really matter as the fact of it is, that one without the other won’t exist, but, they cannot do so, all at once. So, in the natural order of things, each of them will have to take turns when they will their arias sing, as the cold blues and whites will own the winter time, the greenish tints starting from spring until summer and when the autumn finally falls, all the fiery best are released as the harvest feasts, turn all of nature to a mild wild fire of reds. And that is the joy of the season of fall.

As sweet as can be

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“There is nothing wrong with a little sugar in ones life every once in a while, now is there?” Gun Roswell

As sweet as can be

The reds, the blues and all the other hues, no matter which of them you choose, just be careful, not to any of the good parts to lose. When devouring into your hungry mouth, those cherries so plentiful without any kind of doubt. Just eat them and be proud, a little sugar of the good kind in your diet, may just keep your tummy happy and quiet.

Gluttony, some might say, and then on top of that for you pray. But just like the seasonal harvesting of hay, this is pretty much the same, as all those berries in the garden, are there for the taking and even if the neighbours are faking, saying they got the good stuff growing like weed too. 

Well, maybe do them a favour and offer them some, it could be fun, to have someone owe you and then next year, who knows, maybe they will be the lucky ones with a bundle of some berries and other types as ripe as your own are this year. As there is always the fear, of drouth hitting very near affecting the harvest, getting less.

So do eat, do share, and smile as it’s only fair, with the abundance of berries will most certainly make you leer. This is the season to enjoy the fruits of the earth and maybe even a few of them stash away for the winter’s mirth?

Two cherries on top

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“Two is better than one, right? I mean as far as the consumables go? Berries of red, you know? Cherries? Tow of them? Anyone?” Gun Roswell

Two cherries on top

Feeling hungry again? In desperate need of some tasty treats?
Perhaps for some of that sweet, sweet nutrition to fill that lurking greed?
Then maybe there is something to offer to what you totally seek?
Right up there, in that very place of such lush greens and some even red tree?
Can you really not see? Up there right at your short arms reach?
It’s all paid for by Mother Nature, you know, so it’s absolutely and totally free!

So now, what you need to do, is just take it as it is:
Make the effort and pick out few, even more of the juicy ones to chew or a few more
Because these are the kinds of berries you cannot find in any kind of store
Then, pick that perfect place, preferably in some quite corner in the shade
Lift up your now tired feet to a position which looks and feels quite neat
Then pick up a cherry, one at the time, as you want them to last for a while
And once you are filled with all them goodies, you can enjoy life and maybe even smile

Berries, certainly, on the very top

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“The seasonal harvest, is finally at hand, and well, it wasn’t really anything planned, but I am going to pick me some, that’ll be fun!“ Gun Roswell

Berries, certainly, on the very top

See, the beautiful blue, black, yellow, green, but mostly red
Which are, oh so gorgeous, berries, and tasty as, well, hell
So, not really any kind of sense in, them completely wasting
Do, pick up, a few, or more, of them buckets and go chasing
Those, absolutely juiciest and sweet tidbits of the mother nature
And then climbing up that tall ladder, and what, an adventure!
Really, just do your best ever(so far) thing before that winter
And, maybe earn in the process, a few of them ouch-y splinters
But, really, the main point, of this, totally silly and very little ditty
Is certainly not to do, a lot of any kind of, self serving type pity
Rather, for you, yes, you, to get up, go, to the very outside
And, finally, to absolutely enjoy the garden, one more time
Maybe, even pick up a few of those berries here mentioned
Before, the cold hearted winter snow makes its intervention

Nurture by Nature

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“Ain’t nothing wrong in eating some berries from the trees, now filled with nutritions, without fees, with greetings from Mother Nature, cheers!“ Gun Roswell

Nurture by Nature

Sometimes, it is good to let someone else, provide
For the all the nurture needed these days, just to get by
It may come in a form of something totally unexpected
From a place even, long since forgotten and neglected
But a glance outside from the window, is taking a turn slow

As the totally jungle like backspace of a yard, seemingly. sits still
Summer time long since forgotten, but memories there lingering
Of the green, live and lush now turned to burnt like bush
Alas one good thing turned out from this, sort of a messy mush

As finally daring out there, to the !great unknown”, to venture
Hoping this would not turn into some kind of disappearance adventure
Then what do these tired old eyes so gladly spy
But tress filled with berries, the whole yard, gone positively wild

Green, blue, red, all one needs to do is pick them up and get fed
The tastes varying from sour to sweet, soon enough, digging in deep
One basket after another getting filled, to the very hilt
Running out spaces, as so full are all the before empty places 
With gifts of plenty, as with courtesy, provided by Mother Nature

Flowers and berries, oh my!

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“So many pretty things pop up during the summer season, the nature is unbelievably gorgeous all around!” Gun Roswell

Flowers and berries, oh my!

The pretty white flowers in the corners of the yards
You can walk alongside and get so very far
The endless fields of the flora of the season
What could be a far better reason
Than to venture outdoors and spend a day
In the great outdoors with a worry or care

The berries soon will be popping up 
The garden filled with all kinds in a huff
Just make sure to collect them all 
Before the arrival of the colliding fall
Then you have a supply for the winter long
To eat, bake and then you’ll grow strong!

But even without them fine berries
Just remember, the summer will be ending
Make sure you get out there once in a while
Before sitting inside leaves you in a puddle of bile
The most important thing about the season
Is to enjoy it freely without care or a reason

Two Drops

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“Nature painted with colours, odours and rain” Gun Roswell

Two Drops

In the early morning hours
Before the eternal showers
The soft rain fell
From the skies it came
Landing on a tiny ball
Which alone on the branch stalled
After all
It was that time of the year
When all living things should fear
The utter and total destruction
When nature goes under reconstruction
But the tiny little ball of a berry
Kept hanging on like a cherry
The pebbles of rain
Hanging on to it heavily
Dragging the tiny thing down
All the way, to the closest ground
Leaving it undone
Before the tiny ball of a berry
Too, was ultimately
Gone