The stormy snowy wintery weather 

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“The weather is totally messed up these days, guess we are all in for a huge big climate change” Gun Roswell 

The stormy snowy wintery weather 

The image seen, when looking out the window, a messy kind of scene, unexpected on many levels as the dream, for a fun filled winter’s day now in a pile of gooey stuff lay, as the plans of a fun filled snow day flew literally out the window upon seeing the horrid marks left on the window like someone had blown all the sleet haphazardly on the go, smashing and smushing it all, and the winds blowing with so much gusto, were creaking inside the sills and doorways, even tapping on the tin of the roofs, complaining of too much noise as the levels not the choice for a calm winter day, but despite the dismay, it was still great for those whom inside would stay, perhaps in front of the warming fires to lay, read a book or watch a movie, just something soothing for the nerves at the weekend as messing with the outside weather would not be a good option, not today, not when the storms were making their concoctions out of the snow, rain and ice, definitely nothing too nice.

Through the looking glass we only really can see

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“Nothing quite exhilarating there is, when you are glancing through the window peephole, seeing the world as brand new below” Gun Roswell

Through the looking glass we only really can see

The world below, too small to the one, looking from above, through the clouds which shroud the priceless blue marble, a total marvel, with all the trimmings one could ever imagine, right there, at reach, but the feat is, on how to understand it all, as being up in the tall skies, only to spy, what is happening below, before jumping in there, trying not to be the ball which simply keeps on moving, getting larger as it strolls, across each and every land, even the strands out of reach, just because there is no knowledge of what they might just seek, is a dangerous thing to do and soon, the once mighty and flavoured blue globe, is nothing more than a stinky coughed up fur ball, created by a kitten who ate too much in its greed, and so, before you decide to jump in there with the other fools, dare to take a simple peek, through the looking glass of this window, and then decide if you want to be the ball or simply just a cog, but part of the whole.

Setting sail old school style

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“Setting sail from a place where land meets the sea, well of course, why would you want to paddle on dry land?” Gun Roswell

Setting sail old school style

The land lush and green but the outlook of the eternal blue seas is simply too strong to resist and so, choosing a vessel to set sail out there in this sphere also coloured mostly in blue and as the hues are so totally inviting, there really is no way in fighting the urge to get on the waters and sail all across the world.

So, why not select a ship which is made in the ways of the olden worlds, the creaky wooden decks and the somewhat faded sails, all the hard labour before going anywhere else, it all make sense when becoming nostalgic and then boarding on the yesteryear made vessel, as there will be a lot of hassle, just getting out of the harbour.

But the payoff is as good as all the work put into getting the ship out there and when reaching the perfect winds, the ride as smooth as sin, enjoying the time oh so very fine on the blue waters sailing away, until finding whatever was sought there in the first places, maybe it was simple peace or maybe, a good kind of adventure.

Riding a car, any car

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“I like driving a car, to some place nice, where the roads are wide and nobody is around“ Gun Roswell

Riding a car, any car

The car is something of a contradiction, whether be it gas powered or having to stick it into the socket for refuel, but whatever the mode, it will have to make due, as sometimes long distances cannot be peddled away with a bike or two. And buses? Don’t get me started! Either they arrive as per schedule, or you wait an hour or few, and go back home stomping and feeling blue, as nothing planned got done due to the lack of not funds, but a rather a ride!

So, once you sit inside, put the gear shift to drive, there is no going back. Well, of course if you plan to return, then there is that. But, the trip has now started as the engine on the car has parted, from the safety of the home yard and now, it might go far, or then again, to the nearest shop, if that was the planned stop. So, wherever you want to go, in a car big or small, for now, just keep on riding, as tomorrow, well, who knows what is on the horizon.

A pool, made to be dived into

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Greece

“There is a pool out there, mighty cool blue and fresh looking too, quite tempting to be dipping into” Gun Roswell 

A pool, made to be dived into

The calming blue hues of the silky feeling liquid, filling the very large size tub, or what some might call a swimming pool, something someone thought might be a good idea to do, which was to fill a place, totally waterproof, up to the hilt with stuff so cool, that the colour of it would ensue, even if something was to disturb the very surface while diving into the tempting blue liquid, and then to play around inside of it, like a kid whose just come home from school, and had seen all the infinite possibilities of this great big puddle of water, even if it meant to be acting like a fool, still a small price to pay, for this kind of soothing place, to be able to roll around and even race, against any other willing participants joining in this phase, even if it was on a daily base, perhaps only possible during a summer time, but when the option was presented, then taking full advantage of this great experience.

Up there in the high skies, the moon spies us

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“The moon is always shining, up there in the high skies, even if it is not so bright” Gun Roswell 

Up there in the high skies, the moon spies us

The day bright and full with sunshine, the skies blue as can be, but there is one thing so totally off and perhaps even wrong, as there is something up there too, mixing with the calmest and coolest of hues. Any that, is the dimly lit moon, hovering above us all, not afraid to fall, over the horizon, where it as supposed to be for at least the time of day, when the sun should be the one to dominate, but it seems today, that is not the case. As if being an opposite kind and of a day, with the nightly vision hanging there, as by someone’s decision to leave it up there, for whatever purpose it might serve, no one really knows, but as long as the winds blow and the earth keeps on rotating like it is supposed to, there really is no reason for panic, even if this is not going as planned, and perhaps this unusual event is not to prevent the sun from shining, rather enhancing the experience for us dwellers on the ground.

The cat and the corner 

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“The cat at the corner sat, wondering why the Hoomans are so busy all the time”

The cat and the corner 

The cat, chose this corner on purpose, simply to observe the life passing by, as she herself was simply find, but had started wondering as to why, all these two legged creatures had no time, for anything else, except to rush all day long around. 

It wasn’t as she put too much stock to these odd looking beings and their daily lives, but she had noticed something happening slowly but gradually, that of the change on their faces gone from mild to almost totally blank and now without smiles.

And again, it hardly mattered to this four legged fury feline superior what these Hoomans did or how they looked like, but it was now also starting to bite into her various treats and snacks of a heap, as before, these beings had brought her plenty of gifts while passing by.

But, guess they were far too tense and busy, not having a day of fun and laughs left in them, so maybe it was time for this specific cat, to move on to somewhere more nice, where the sun still shined and people too, were really nice, after all, she had heard the rumors of such places existing and now it was just a matter of relocating, and she totally did.

And now as she sits there in her new corner observing, the Hoomans there keep on smiling and with much respect treating, as the superior feline she still is, with lots of fish

Up the slippery street

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“The snowy roads, can be fun, but then again, dragging heavy bags from the store, to your home, can be everything else but fun!” Gun Roswell

Up the slippery street

The street side none too wide, but leading towards the home, which is waiting nice and warm after a day of slaving at work and then getting yourself to the market place for some dessert, well, more than that really as the bags are filled with items needed for the everyday life, just in case, the weather might turn and then, the only thing was to stay at home and churn. But today, while the snow fall had lasted a while and those blasted service people did not bring on a smile as the plowing had been left undone and well, hauling yourself and the big and heavy bags up the hill was everything else but the winter’s fun seen in the images from before, rather this one, was more than a simple chore. Hauling and heaving, getting some rest in between, even if the trip is not really that long, it seems like a mountain tall, to be conquered in the middle of the storm. But finally getting there, opening the door to the inviting and warm, putting away the produce from the bags, and then, it is time for a well deserved snack!

Set sail to the promised land

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Italy

“Hoist the sails and head on the way, as a great adventure lies ahead“ Gun Roswell

Set sail to the promised land

No matter the season, there is always a good reason, to go sailing. Well, that is of course if you can find the flowing waters to do so. But a good enough reason, to travel even farther away, to find that perfect space, where the waters freely flow and you can simply row, row, row your boat, or perhaps better still, set sail, even if it wasn’t that promised of a land ahead, rather just a familiar beach, close enough to quickly reach.

When reaching that harbour, the anticipation getting stronger each step taken as the boat is waiting, after a long hard search, the small sailing thing is there, just at reach. Then soon enough, jumping on board nervously, the small dingy shaking and stirring, but size does not matter as the most important part is to get out there, to set sail, across the lake, and even if the sense of getting to far and strange lands is a fake, it does not matter as today is all about hoisting that tall sail and hitting the breaking waves, and not be a slave to the land I have just left behind.

Italy

Safely under the protecting shade

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Greece

“Safely under the sun or rain or whatever else the weather gods may throw my way” Gun Roswell

Safely under the protecting shade

Whether the weather feels like too much sun or even storm clouds filled with rain, this is the place where I feel the most safe, hiding myself under the protective shade, which was so perfectly made, just for me here for a while to stay, no matter the time of the day.

As the sun turns to night, and the moon begins to shine bright, even that soft light, is filtered gently through the perfect hideaway, that special shade I am still under, and there is no doubt or wander, whether this is the perfect spot for me, where I will certainly be.

So, the day and night spent, and then there is the rest of it, other days and nights, mornings, noons and evenings, the weather patterns also changing, from good to worse to really bad, but I am not feeling at all sad, as this place of shade, is where I am totally safe.

There might come a time, when I do not feel so fine, under this protective cover of mine, but until then, I will my time here spend, under this protective shade, where I can rest my head and go to sleep in peace, and live my life, without counting time, but still, having a big smile.