Seated in the middle of the foggy night

“Take a seat, on a soggy and drenched bench, in the middle of the night, just, out of spite.” Gun Roswell 

Seated in the middle of the foggy night

The night ahead long and dreary, as  was the path of walking home, as the only option due to a slight misunderstanding now the arduous task, which could a long while last, and the cold rain and hard winds, certainly did nothing to aid the progress of getting there quickly and safely. But, as there really were no other options left, except, perhaps to curl up in a fetal position and cry, then try to move ahead seemed to be the logical thing to be doing, in the middle of the night without too much fight in sight.

Just as the threading was becoming as tired and dreary, the power of the carrying limbs almost gone, and the readiness of giving up and curling into that tempted ball was all to think about, something out of the blue could I spot. A bench, under the trees, tucked safely under there, away from the storm and rain and the constant pain of the sore feet, as the wrong kind of footwear caused the stains not yet seen. But this respite appearing out of the blue, might just have been the saving place to do, some rethinking of the stupid plan of wandering off in the middle of the night, and so without any fight, I decided to stay on the bench and wait for the inevitable sunrise.

Grey on the waters

“There is always so much darkness before the lights are turned on, am I right?” Gun Roswell 

Grey on the waters

It is the seasonal darkness, which comes around with so much grey in it, just, when you look outside, there is no doubt of the day on the yearly calendar, the fear soon arising as well, and easily will put the mood in so much dismay, as it then becomes like a huge dragon to slay. As this happens, and you are feeling totally crappie, do not fall into the great big hole, and remain there like a mole, but venture out there, the nature more aware of the goings on of the season, because it is no elaborate plot or a treason, just a change. And maybe when, standing at the waters edge, look for any and all reflections there, of the happier times, which made you smile, then dare, borrowing a small boat and take her out there, to the beckoning waters, no matter how full and grey, because today, you will that fearful dragon slay, and ride happily into the non existing sunset. As now you have turned the darkness into plentiful colours of beautiful bright light. And it wasn’t even that big of a fight!

Seat in the rainy park, simply smart!

“It rains, but it pours, and I feel like sitting on the bench in the park, not very smart?“ Gun Roswell

Seat in the rainy park, simply smart!

When the heavy rain starts, usually, it’s time to run, away and to safety, to ultimate goal is trying to remain dry, and for most dwellers when outside, that kind of set of mind is simply fine. And why would it not be, as getting all wet and soaked is not much fun at all!

But, what of this one humanoid person, who thinks the rain is the answer to all their reasons of being here on the planet, and then what do they do to prove said point? Well, run outside of course, like there is a fire up their a..e, finding the nearest seat, hopefully in a park if they are close ton one, when this whole seasonal monsoon of an act starts. And then, it’s simply to chew on the soaked up popcorn and enjoy the show of Mother Nature’s from the very beginning, listening to the tiny rain drops singing as they venture from the highs of the skies to the lows of the grounds. Nothing can compare to the spectacle of this magnitude, where all the blues skies are now turned to darkened greys and where once was solid ground, now are puddles, most likely turning to lakes. So, understandably, this is a great show, for anyone not afraid of the unknown, or even the known!

London in Monochrome 5

“I never travel without my camera. One should always record ones steps if nothing else than for the future reference, especially during the days of change” Gun Roswell

London

On the busy streets of the City of London
There really is no time for boredom
The options are endless, and even if you spend less
You can find all that you seek, just within reach
Either do a quick walk to the down town of the city
Or hop on a bus, and drive along to watch the nitty-gritty
As this city, certainly has it all, packages small or tall

London in Monochrome 4

“I never travel without my camera. One should always record ones steps if nothing else than for the future reference, especially during the days of change” Gun Roswell

London

… Follow the precisely marked lines
And you’ll be simply fine
Eyes wide and totally open
You will be seeing more than hoping

And then, in the evening
You will be totally dreaming
Of the how much more
The following day has in store

London in Monochrome 3

“I never travel without my camera. One should always record ones steps if nothing else than for the future reference, especially during the days of change” Gun Roswell

London

Watching, over the rooftops
Looking for the hustle and bustle
Of the streets of London
And it seems, that in just a few hops
A few old and bold like castles
And perhaps a famous dungeon
Can be seen without much of an effort
So, just hop on a bus
Without too much fuss
For them all to experience…

London in Monochrome 2

“I never travel without my camera. One should always record ones steps if nothing else than for the future reference, especially during the days of change” Gun Roswell

London

… Never mind the sad or even the bad weather
As my skin is certainly made of thick kind of leather
A few raindrops will not be able to do any harm
And not even, a small rain filled storm
Will be able to keep me away
From this eternal, London type of a sway

Covered in rain drops

“The rain heels all, at least, that is what they say, right?” Gun Roswell

Covered in rain drops

The rain fall, finally covered it all, the skies, the ground, the walls, trees and the flowers all
As soon as had started, falling at a high rate, which did not last too long and then it was all gone
Leaving behind, droplets of rain, hanging onto to the leaves and the buds just the same
The rain, never discriminating, only leaving the stains, for a while until all going down the drain
But then some of the pebbles of water, were still clinging on, as if proving they were totally strong
Wanting to stay for a moment longer, than those already gone, that they were special among
Those few remaining, but then again, when the sun finally would be shining, they too would dry
And up to the heavens in a foggy vapour they would fly, so, hanging on for a moment longer?
Well, maybe there was a point to it, but after all was said and done and up came the burning sun
The droplets did not last, but went out with a blast, the circle of nature somewhat complete

Zoom, vroom, in the rain

“Riding in the slippery rain, is certainly no easy feat, in bare feet that is😎“ Gun Roswell 

Zoom, vroom, in the rain

The old school type of a motorbike roared loudly, as the rider soared across the slippery slope of a street. 

It was no easy job, as the poor rider of a sod, had forgotten a very important accessory for their feet.

The most important part of the ensemble? That is of course part from a protective helmet on the tiniest of heads?

The boots of course, as the route driven was covered with puddles from the constantly falling rain like led.

Not a good choice, especially considering the need for an abrupt stop and hitting the break with feet first.

As the roads are not only covered with water from the storm, but a multitude of all kinds of nasty dirt.

But, having a good, or even a bad machismo kind of an attitude, whether a girl or a dude, then shoes? 

Who needs them anyway, when your bare foot soles are rock hard and covered with all kinds of natural oils?

Nobody that’s who. As you not only look so totally cool, riding your bike bare foot, looking like a fool!

3 am rain 

“It’s 3am and I’m supposed to be sleeping” Gun Roswell 

3 am rain 

The noise got me out of a light slumber and I started to wonder the cause of it. As I got up an looked out my window sills were filled with large balls of hale, the kind which come down with frozen rain. Imagine my surprise, when I tried outside more to spy, but the total darkness blocked the views which anyway were a few. It was supposed to be the month of May, where the nights were short and light but clearly whomever was in charge of the weather forecast had lost the fight.

I watched the pouring rain for a moment longer before it got much stronger. But as sleep was finally catching up with me, I decided not to let a few rainy drops bother me and so, I fell asleep, after all it was three in the early morning and I was getting up in a few hours so what of a few showers, as I needed my beauty sleep before the dawning.