Burning brightly with all kinds of reds 

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“Fall  is the most colourful season a photographer could ever wish for, as nature is positively glowing with the most bright shades of reds!” Gun Roswell 

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.

Fall in Suburbia

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“The colours are chaining now, it’s most certainly the time for 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

Autumn Nature

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“The air is crisp, the nature going aslumber, it’s fall, autumn time for us all.” Gun Roswell

The last warm days
Before the cold rains
It is time to prepare
But do not despair
Summer may be ending
The nature surely changing
Soon it will be autumn
But the colours
Will be awesome

Yellow!

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“The summer brings forth all kinds of colours, and some of them are yellows” Gun Roswell

The yellow flower alone stood, solemn, alone and proud, even in its own quietness still quite loud.

After all, it was a pretty little thing, it’s thorns adding a sting, to anyone daring to touch at least too much.

But as long as it was flowering, its petals glowing, with the yellow of the sun, looking like a lot of fun, nobody cared it was prickly.

As the beauty admired from a far, was as good as nothing at all, the summer brining out the best in all created ones.

Hedgehog

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“Let’s take care of *all* the animals out there, ya hear!” Gun

The tiny animal with knives sharp spikes on their back, sounds terrifying right? But as a matter of fact, they are a cuddle little thing, someone who turns up in the early spring and then runs around the garden all summer long. When comes the Fall, it will curl up to the smallest of balls, and then sleeps all Winter long until it is once again time for the upon coming Summer to prepare and that is where this tiny mammal will find their spot, right there, under the ray of sun warming up.

But, a gentle reminder, if you care to spot a hedgehog, then best place is really close to any kind of shrubbery or bushes. Still, the camouflage of this animal as optimal, so, maybe be very careful as to where your delicate fingers you will stick as the defence mechanism of the hog are those sharper than teeth kind of spikes at the back and prick your easily they will, intending really no harm, but hey, if you go poking about, then be prepared as it is their defence!

The colour is, Red

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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 

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.

Nature and the monochrome

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“The buds are changing into something completely different, like flowers and other wild things!” Gun Roswell

What on Earth was all the ruckus about, just outside my very own window. It was like someone had stopped there to shout out loud, but why? Was the ground filled with snow? It as spring time and weather was simply fine as it was, so why all the fuss?

After all, it was that time of the year, when the ice had melted away and even the tiniest cracks on the ground, housed a bud or few way past their curfew and were ready at any moment to sprout. But that wasn’t any kind of reason to get too exited as this was part of the cycle of life.

I looked out and realised the shout, wasn’t coming from the outside, but from deep within myself as I had simply realised some things, unconsciously naturally. It was the day of June and all the hay, the flowers, had so totally conquered the world outside and without a doubt, I had now come to the conclusion, it was summer once again and out I too did sprout, just like those buds sleeping only yesterday.

Green like Flora

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“Summer is green, summer is colourful, summer is filled with so many odours” Gun Roswell

The floral scene
Filled with green
Like summer beans
Filling this screen

Signs of Summer!

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“It’s definitely happening, summer is on the horizon, so just keep on looking, be vigilant and perhaps you will stumble on it!” Gun Roswell

Blue, green and red
Onto nature’s canvas painted
Looking ahead
After Spring
Summer will spread

The narrow path to follow

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“Going on an adventure, deep into the forest…. just remember to watch out for those bears and whatnots along the way!” Gun Roswell

On this narrow road of summer
There is no time for bummers
Just follow the path of hummers
And find all the wonders
Of this little thing called summer