“No matter where you are, near or far, the sunrise is a sight for sore eyes” Gun Roswell
Suburban Sunrise
The longer you stare
Into the bright glare
The red gets in control
Devouring the sky whole
Suburban Sunrise
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Snow Day
“Hell no! Even more snow? This is getting old really fast!” Gun Roswell
Snow Day
Expected:
A snowstorm front
Heavy snowfall
All through the day
Ten degrees Celsius
Of the minus variation
Appears colder
On your skin
Stay indoors
If you can
A Snowy Day
“The snow always falls in winter times, especially high up in the North“ Gun Roswell
A Snowy Day
The snow falling, life stalling, at least for a while there as there really is no way to go with all that snow everywhere and all around the place. And as long as it on the ground stays, the roads will be blocked and not really a shock, as people up in the North really should have gotten sued to the fact after all that, the warnings ahead not to mention experience from years past. Still, each time the snow fall arrives, it seems to be a huge big sunrise for all.
Snow, snow, snow and then some (night in Suburbia)
“There is so much snow out there, too much, and it just keeps pouring… well, guess when it snows it pours!“ Gun Roswell
Snow, snow, snow and then some (night in Suburbia)
White for the season, yeah, for sure, the still fluffy stuff just keeps on coming down from the opened up skies, even in the middle of the night, in the small suburban place, where nobody and their small size dog really moves at the hour this late
Yeah, it is winter and smack middle of it too, but hey, having gotten enough of this stuff now for the month and a half, and it all seems to last, then the fun of it all surely starts to fade away, as all the work related to getting on with life, well, it can be such a strife
But, maybe in a month or two, the sun will find this small place once again, only hoping the warmth of it will be able to drive the cold, the snow and all of it, away, bringing in the spring, with multitude of colours and life, now dormant, starting all over again
In the midst of a surprise winter
“The winter fell all of a sudden upon the unsuspecting land, without so much of a warning, leaving its frozen assets all over, without ever lending a hand in taking care of all that, snow!” Gun Roswell
n the midst of a surprise winter
There is nothing wring with aa little snow, but too much of a good thing, well, it’s really never good
As the never-ending piles and piles to be shovelled from the isles are getting on the old bod
The constant cold, the frozen over and slippery pavements, the slip and sliding tires of the cars and not daring to go that far, as getting stuck in a pile of the white fluff?
Well, winter, how long will you be here, bugging us, as we kinda lost, the month of monsoons and heavy rain, skipping fall almost and going straight to a frozen hell?
So, here is my ode to you winter, please leave before you become a sore and feasting splinter!
The colours of autumn in Suburbia
“The colours so vibrant it hurts the onlookers head, well, sometimes, but hey, just enjoy them for now as snow will fall soon enough!“ Gun Roswell
The colours of autumn in Suburbia
Suburbia coming to life with these colours being ever so bright.
Never mind, the pouring rain, the plain and same ole colour of grey, the dominant for this season, at least where the skies are concerned.
Glance around, prance even if this is the time you have found to do so.
As this flow of nature, is at its very end, almost reaching the winter season, and then it is time to spend indoors, hoping the walls and floors will keep you warm!
Oh, so lush green
“Summer is here and so is all the green popping out, was there ever any doubt” Gun Roswell
Oh, so lush green
The green on the trees, the bushes, everywhere seen and even allowing the flowers to use their stem colour, as green, naturally.
But it’s not just the lush green, pretty as seen, but also a great cover, a camouflage of the highest caliber, as provided by Mother Nature herself.
The privacy curtain, certainly not hurting, the dwellers living beyond, the green wall, standing strong, against every kind of peeping Tammy or Tom.
But the most important thing, is not the cover or the wall, rather the fact that it’s summer and all that green, makes the air fresher and more easy to breathe.
Suburbia pano-dramatic
“There is just something to be said of life in the suburbs, yeah, it’s quite the mundane existence“ Gun Roswell
Suburbia pano-dramatic
The life starts, in the early morning hours, if not waiting up yourself, because of the alarm clock, then at least the very moment, the garbage truck starts to rattle around, making all kinds of noises way too early in the morning. Then, there is the morning traffic, the cars and bikes and people, passing by the windows, some of them daring to take a peek inside, curious as to how the other half lives. So, if you are working from home, getting up and running outside, is not a total must, but getting ready for the day ahead is a more calmer event, except, when there are others in the household wanting to embrace the china bowl, as of course there is only one of them in the house even if several people lived there like a pack of mice. Never mind, the day has started and then working with some eating and perhaps a break or two, even daring to step outside on the yard just to clue up on what kind of weather we are having as that is a one constant of interest for all kinds of people, no matter where you are in the world. And then evening knocks on the door, the chores done and then it is time for some boring shows on the TV, as the eve is the time for slacking and such, as the day has already taken so much of the energy, hardly restored at night time, while sleeping, mostly not fine. But yeah, that is the day, and the next and the next one after that, the life in the quiet of suburbia, mundane at best, but never any less.
Rooftop view is a point of view
“The view from above is always so much cooler than the one from the ground” Gun Roswell
Rooftop view is a point of view
The slippery tiles of the tops high, making me think it was quite the insane venture, in getting up here, on the top of the house, just because someone suggested it would be a great place to set up, a monitoring space to keep an eye on the rest of the world, at least do I’ve heard.
But as I try to make my way, across the steep structure with too much sway, I begin to wonder if it was indeed a great idea after all, and perhaps would only cause my fall, all the way down to the very ground, but as I glance around, seeing the views up here only to be found, I get a change of heart, as this was way smart a move to make after all.
And now, here I sit, on a somewhat comfy fit, with my surveillance gear and a large sandwich, watching, observing, even learning, what other people do, when they think nobody has the view, to their secrets below, but hey, sitting up here on the rooftop, gives me the perfect inside scoop, and so being in the loop of the goings on below have never been more easy, even if stalking others seems, well, sleazy.
Sun setting in the winter afternoon
“The sun is setting also in the middle of the winter, even if it has not been up that long, but yeah, when shining so totally strong, it has to set “ Gun Roswell
Sun setting in the winter afternoon
The day is finally done, and also so gone soon will be, way to soon it seems, the sun who dared to bare its rays in the midst of the winter season, just because without any kind of reason, but for the benefit of those dwelling in the darkness for so long, and needed to get a boost of something totally strong to be able to last until this long winter time had passed and before the beginning of the spring would arrive and then only would the darkness be gone for so long, until the next scheduled dark time would emerge. But on this day a surge, of sunny rays appeared from out of nowhere unexpected, but not rejected as the light of it all, was giving brand new hope for the weary and then, watching the last of the fading light, going into that good night, with a new sense of self to last for a little while longer until the last of the dark days were a tale to tell in the middle of the light filled days and nights of summer time.
Rantings Of A Third Kind 