“Yeah, so the water totally freezes when the temperature hits below 0 degrees Celsius, that is science not fiction. Just like the lakes and ocean surfaces. So, take out your skates and go, get out there for a spin, why don’t ya!” Gun Roswell
The early morning sunrise
Filling the wintery horizon
Across the land and even seaside
In a blanket of frozen ice
“The winter is the cruelest season of them all, at least, that is the way it was described before” Gun Roswell
Everything deeply buried in the cold air and frozen snow and ice, which admittedly looks very nice, when not having to shovel the stuff or slip and break something off.
But, the snow and ice is also a cover, a sort of a shelter against the cold weather, especially for the nature and the delicate seeds and those animals whom are deeply in their winter sleep.
So, before going off and scolding all that snow and ice, which mostly, is not that nice for the human dweller, there is something good about this season as well, like the protectiveness to nature it gives.
But also the pretty and gorgeous vistas of the snowy fields and forests, the statuesque contracts when a snow storm has passed and left behind all kinds of things looking artsy and nice.
And of course, for those appreciating the ever changes scenery, us, the card carrying photo snappers never weary of getting ourselves out here and taking the perfect pic, this winter’s season will give a lot of slack, and you don’t even have to walk far, as it’s all there, even on the back yard.
But, it’s pretty cold outside, most of the time in winter, so dress up warm to avoid the cold hand, of the dreary winter.
“Colourful isn’t it, in the middle of all the not-colour” Gun Roswell
The harsh winter painted in white
Some say, the nature did it out of spite
But those who dare to venture
Into the great white open nature
Heed the coloured warning
Or else, your life may be storming
“The world has turned snowy white all of a sudden.” Gun Roswell
Whiter than white
The blanket so tight
Woven onto the ground
And into our minds
Yes it’s winter
Oh joy!?
(She says sarcastically
What she means really)
Quite the splinter
And a clever ploy!
First it was nice
Now it seems
You are staying
Just of spite
“Sometimes, the wintery white turns blue” Gun Roswell
Something old
Something new
Something stolen
Something blue
A moment in time
Forever frozen
Captured
By an image
In the mind’s eye
And possibly
Forever
In bits and bytes
“Sometimes, it snows outside in Winter” Gun Roswell
Close to night fall
The sun about to set
The moon coming out
Time for a nap
Before the next day
Begins
Living, breathing, growing
Even if it is still snowing
Bending not breaking
Sometimes shaking
But soon it will be warm
After the cold and storm
“it’s not rain, it’s thicket than that, but it’s pouring from the open skies, must be… snow?!?” Gun Roswell
Brightness surrounding
Snow’s blanket covers all
Feeling my heart pounding
Cannot help but feeling small
The world seemingly wider
Nothing, but snow as a divider
“The best seat in the house, but it’s on the outside!” Gun Roswell
It may be cold outside
With lots of frosted snow
But as the sun comes from its hide
You need to take it slow
Take a seat for a while
Even if it’s not your style
And simply enjoy with a smile…
But, thank goodness: It’s almost summer now!???
“The snow has landed, literally and figuratively, even if this one here, resides on the sea” Gun Roswell
Oh the snow, the snow, the snow, it is everywhere!
No matter where your eyes land or you try to stare!
The glare of it all, when the sun is shining, which is rare, at least during the dark and long winter season hours, lasting for, well, the whole day!
There is no escape, as most of us Northeners now know, you know, from the snow?
Because wherever you just might go, for sure, there will be more snow there too.
As seen on TV, the planet in rather of a turmoil, because, of the, well oil?
So, try to enjoy the time, no matter how cold, wet or whatever other word you might think of, this seasonal cruelty, the Nature itself has directed towards us small humanoid types trying to play ball.
Then again, why not go to space? There is no ice there, right?
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