The tall and the small one

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Finland

“Where there is a small one, there usually is another one taller there” Gun Roswell 

The tall and the small one

The small one was looking for some support, perhaps possibly some place to lay low, not that it would really be a stretch for this tiny one of stature, to be on the lowest of lows, but some nice shade or cover would suffice at this very moment, just to get a small moment of a respite, as it had been too long as it had been on its own, mostly defenceless and so, it was looking for something strong, on the taller side to call its protector of sorts.

 And there it was, all proud and definitely tall, a contract of such magnificent proportions, there was no denying it was strong and would most likely last, any kinds of blasts. Soldier, warrior, whatever the phrase best suited, those were all going to be used while describing the mighty tall one standing there in its place. After all, it was, well, quite tall and so, the small one immediately made its way, asking for the much needed aid and after one long glance at the poor tiny thing, the tall one decided this would be their sprint, while protecting this more helpless kind, its purpose they then could find.

Black cat in blue undercover 

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“The cat is trying hard to hide its colour, going undercover in another colour“ Gun Roswell 

Black cat in blue undercover 

The dark and curly coat had gotten them in heaps of trouble, at least among those Hoomans, whom were afraid of a black cat, as superstitious nonsense was the believed word, and so, while following those kinds of teachings, the fear for the dark and mysterious was always at play and also soon enough, the black cat legend of being evil to the core, was a truth them would mislead, and perhaps even to some terrible deeds lead, far more awful ones than any black cat mythology would suggest, at their very worst.

So, now, there was a plan for the black cat, which was to get a new outlook in life and also changing the mood around them, the ensemble in a totally new colour, perhaps nothing too conspicuous, rather something mild even, more on the sad side, to earn the pity points, as the sound of the colour itself, caused people around them to pause, and so, without further thought, the black cat changed its feathers, dying the coat the most coldest and coolest shade of blue and thus becoming the black cat in a blue hue.

Sunset in monochrome

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“The sun is always setting, no matter whether in colour, or complete monochrome“ Gun Roswell

Sunset in monochrome

The sunset is always so totally beautiful and ever so colourful, and thus the experience of the various shades of oranges, yellows and reds, leave a good memory until the one coming next. But, then, when someone makes a change and the spectrum will change to pure grey, the monochromatic way of seeing things on display, what then of the beauty previously seen of this daily phenomena touching our personal screens, as usually, the flashy and burning colours were totally part of this, scheme for hooking up all to glare and cheer.

“Quite dull me thinks!” Some might say upon first glance, of the image taken from the sun setting over the horizon, as the greys may be a tad surprising, not really the full sparkling colours of the spectacle given by this star as going away for the night, which seemingly should be no surprise, but always is. But, after some time, the onlookers starting to see, the colours even if not quite there, in this monochromatic vision of the one who dared to make the decision and snap the image in black and white, even if it might just have given a fright, for most.

Solarised, poolside

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Greece

“Mother Sol appeared while at the pool, sitting by myself, in the cloudy atmosphere, but now, I am basking in all those warm rays” Gun Roswell

Solarised, poolside

The day started out, quite dull and grey, and there was no indication that the clouds above blocking all the good views, would soon fade. But, feeling daring and bold, as so I am always told, making my way to the pool just outside the rented house, as the yard itself was quite the louse, alas, the pool was the place to be, at least, when wanting to be seen, by the sun itself, perhaps even getting baked in the process, to a nice crispy exterior, well, perhaps not that crispy, but you get the gist of it, letting the ol’ tired body get its air bathing in the warming sun, as the joints and whatnots really like it too, so before getting too blue, I was lying there on the sun bed, half naked, I thought about getting a proper blanket. Alas, those thoughts all soon perished, as a peek of something glamorous, poured through the thick layer of dark clouds and soon enough, those ominous things above were vanquished and the Sol, smiling at my flabbiness, let all the warmth through, and the rest of the day spent basking in the proper sun shine, just because I had dared to wait for it to arrive!

The world is monochromatic 

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Finland

“The world in monochrome only, not like I am feeling this strongly, but it is soothing in a way” Gun Roswell 

The world is monochromatic 

The season is not without reason, as even if the colours have gone completely, the greys remaining only, the tones in a scale of simple monochrome, are still a colour of their very own, even without the brightness or being in your face bold, this palette still has soul, and with the ultimate goal, to conquer the very world, then shell it like a pearl, at least for a while the season last, and so, there is no way past it, and so, with the options being low at best, and so, with some jest and perhaps some well designed trickery, the colour coding does not really matter, even if it’s only the same all over, with none too many variations, as this time might also be some sort of lesson, learning to live with the dull as much as with the vibrancy of any other season, and soon enough, one might not even consider changing too much of it, well, not until something more colorful and vibrant arrives and gives the much needed smiles.

Sunday Snow

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“When it snows on a Sunday, it most likely still will do so on a Monday!” Gun Roswell

Sunday Snow

The first fallen snow glittering in the bright sun shine in the early morning hours in the nearby forest, where a small walk was in order, simply to check out the scenery

After all, there is really nothing more gorgeous than the snowy covered branches of the trees now totally blanketed for the upon coming winter

The animals now mostly resting, beneath the earth, comfortably digesting the mirth which they had consumed only a while ago, when fall still had its hold on the land

But a few footfalls could easily be spotted as the undercover hare with its white tail had made a few marks on the freshly fallen crispy soft snow

A few birds in the trees remaining, daring the cold winters weather, not migrating like the others, rather staying behind, and then trying to find shelter and food 

Depending also on the kindness of those passing by, the Hooman visitors in the forest where they dwell during these harsh winter times

So, with the light step, and a hefty backpack, the visitors to the forest make sure, that after gaining this magnificent experience with a view, they will leave something behind, which is for those birds and other winter dwellers simply fine.

Sunset over the calm wave’s 

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Greece

“The setting sun, against the soft flashing waves, is a total cliche of sorts” Gun Roswell 

Sunset over the calm wave’s 

Watching the setting sun across the waves of total calm, trying to stay warm with the last moments of those special rays, I have been feeling all day, and soon I will have to let go of it all, but for now, I will enjoy this perfect moment in time, when it’s just me, myself and I, and with the feeling of just fine, and doing so with a big smile, as this short while, is really all I got, before the darkness consumes it all, the light completely gone, until the next morn brings a new dawn. And then once again, I will be able to watch all the reflections of the sunny rays on the surface of the waters, whether they be calm or restless, it is simply is the way of nature. Then again who could argue against it, as it is happening whether we like it or not, but just going with the flow of it, is the  best bet and then let, all the changes of the day, effect yourself in a good way.

Peekaboo, I see me, on the beach

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“It’s where I want to be, on a warm summers eve, or then basically any time of whatever, on the sunny beach” Gun Roswell 

Peekaboo, I see me, on the beach

The day as long as eternity, the tasks never completed are churning me, but, when the moment arrives, when my thoughts are mine, I am finally feeling fine, as I see it, in my minds eye, the place where I want to be, when all of this, daily grind is done, and I can finally have some fun, and so, before that day is here, I live in my thoughts there, on the sandy shores, where life is such a bore, some say, but no chores is better you see, and when the only thing to do, is sit under the parasol and sip on a drink and watch the cool blue seas, as this is the place where I do flee, when free of daily life I want to be. Alas, only in my mind can I escape there, to the other side of the sphere, where all the beaches await, and nothing else but an escape from it all, is the only reward, and so, as I close my eyes, I can spy, in my mind’s eye the beach everyone always seeks, for this very same reason.

Over the rooftops 

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“Look up, allege way  beyond the rooftops and see what wonders lie ahead “ Gun Roswell 

Over the rooftops 

When traveling the wide world, the pretty things all around can be mostly found on the very ground, but, if you look up, there are more things there to see, than ever imagined there would be. Just like fluffy clouds forming all kinds of images, the sun, the stars and even the moon, but perhaps the last two, only at night. Airplanes and other flying contraptions hovering above, some of them from this planet while others are not. And whatever you out there in the tall skies above the rooftops see, only your very own imagination can limit it for thee. So, do not be blind, but open your mind and enjoy all that the foreign skies can offer, and therefore you will be much richer than the one who dared not and their minds doors simply shut off. Because those who scoff at the wonders out there in the world, usually sooner or later into despair will be hurled. But before that happens, lift your gaze towards the very  heavens above, open your eyes and see what glorious things they are able to spy, and the world will be fine again.

Beach side you can find the smile

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Rhodes, Greece

“There is just something about the beach which draws me there, sunshine and sand perhaps“ Gun Roswell

Beach side you can find the smile

The sun is shining and the sand is warm, the skies are clear in the colour of blue, just like the endless waters with the same hues. The day being the picture perfect image from a book filled with holiday memories from the past, those which will long last even if the snaps like the memories might fade a tad, but the good old days will be just that, and no matter whom would dare to countermand, the pictures will always tell the stories, never ever boring, with only the great bits, forgetting the shits and that is how those memories of the short but rewarding holidays should be.

During these days of present, the beach side is the place not just from the memories of past, but also a place to recharge and relax. The similar sandy shores, the blue waters which go beyond the horizon and the rising sun, always warm. If even a day in the picture prefect scenery can be spent, then certainly, a smile my way will be sent, and that is certainly time well spent.