down along the pier i see

“The blues have always had a hold on me, not just the music, but the colour variations too“ Gun Roswell

down along the pier i see

so many people around, always wondering these same old grounds

the pier still long, and trying to stay as strong as possible to continue along

needing to reach the very end of it, before the setting of the sun will hit

simply because the view is the very best ever seen, and knowing this path will lead

to the very spot where undisturbed ,i will be able to simply observe

the spectate of colours and light, until the very beginnings of the darkening night

Along the long pier

“Being by the side of water, any body of water, makes the ol’ sailor inside of this body all nostalgic and all” Gun Roswell

Along the long pier

Take a long walk, a run, or simply just hang around, the pier so long, it takes a moment more, to reach from the beginning to the end and then back again, but it does not matter as all around, there is water, boats and even some scenery, and that is all that is needed, for a stroll along the very long pier, perhaps if daring, even a dive to the inviting blues, as nobody will judge anyone wanting to take some time, under the warming sun, surrounded by the ocean making life so much more fun.

At the end of the pier there is a lighthouse

Evia, Greece

“There is always a guiding light somewhere around, if you just keep on and look for it“ Gun Roswell

At the end of the pier there is a lighthouse

The light shining ever so brightly, from the tall lighthouse, at the end of the long pier, but do not take it lightly, as this is ever so serious business, as this light, will help all those at sea, trying hard in the darkness to steer, to their familiar home port and to safety, as the mighty waves are getting kind of rough and then there is other stuff to consider too, like those nasty rocks and perhaps all the good ol’ sea monsters lurking around, the light shining brightly now, for those, who cannot find, their common ground. 

But it is not simply a light for the sea dwellers, rather those on land, close to the sandy shores, who are doing their daily chores, but the day so long, as night begins to fall, and the darkness descending all over the land and there is really no way of seeing, even where one stands, so, this lights from the house at the end of a long pier, will help everyone who needs something important to be seeing and so, the blessed light, will turn the tide for each and everyone.

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Sweet April showers do spring May flowers” Thomas Tusser

Spring is finally here (Weekly Photo Breakdown) 

Down by the Pier

At the end of a really long pier
There is a price in the form of a beer

What?

Well, it’s warm and the sun is shining
What could be more defining
Of spring?

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Sweet April showers do spring May flowers” Thomas Tusser

Spring is finally here (Weekly Photo Breakdown) 

Bikes, a sure sign of spring

Ride, ride, ride your bike
Gently down the lane
Merrily, merrily, merrily, merrily
Watch out for the spikes!

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“Sweet April showers do spring May flowers” Thomas Tusser

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Dandelion

By the road side
Between the rocks
Spreading its leaves wide
Hoping for a few rain drops
Just one flower now
Soon another one pops
If you wonder how
Well, there is a secret box…

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“Sweet April showers do spring May flowers” Thomas Tusser

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Spring leaves

Spring has sprout
Time to break out
The old ukulele
And sing a song gaily
It may be a little early
Even for the birdy
What the hey!
It’s already May!

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