defiant

yellow flower blooms

from beneath dead brown leaves

defiant beauty

~Melanie Thomason

11/18/2020

Autumn

Autumn has moved in

in my neck of the woods

she brought all her brushes

and she’s playing with her paints again

and wow is her artistry good

~Melanie Thomason

10/15/2020

All pictures taken by me, on my phone, yesterday 🙂

 

 

Sunday- haiku

another Sunday

bringing beauty at daybreak

outside my window

•

lizards scampering

squirrels chattering great truths

the yard is alive

•

sipping my coffee

i prepare to start the day,

already begun

•

possibilities…

what will you bring to the day

it is up to you

~Melanie Thomason

reblog in honor of Squirrel Appreciation Day

 

 

 

Flowers

Some flowers in our yard…while they are still here 🙂

woman of his dreams

a murmuring voice called to him softly from the forest

perplexing, as no one was supposed to be around

no one for miles

that is why he chose this place

the breeze carried sweet songs of wren to his ear

normally he would delight in their melody,

yet their tune was agitating

distracting him from finding the source of the lulling, hypnotic siren’s call

 he needed to find the voice that, even now, from a distance,

was having such a palliative effect on him

giving him hope and new reason to live

he walked a bit too briskly through the woods,

finding patches of dried leaves made for slippery footing

and he almost tumbled into the lake before he saw it

and it was her reflection that first mesmerized

there was something supernal about her beauty

he was half afraid she would evaporate when he looked up

yet

there she was… in graphic detail, drenched in sunlight

fully exposed to his hungry, grateful gaze

not vapor, yet not really flesh and bone

skin kissed golden by an artist’s brush,

hair adorned with flowers and moss,

she was the epitome of beauty and nature

she was all he searched for yet never felt worthy of

at once he felt a desire, a lust, not for his pleasure alone

but to see her face alight with joy, with ecstasy

and to know that he had given that to her

who had given him everything

~Melanie Thomason

5/12/2014

 

 

 

 

 

a favorite Christmas song…

I wanted to share one of my favorite Christmas songs with you.  This is full of whimsy and magic 🙂 Take a listen!

 

And in case you would like to read the lyrics….

December Will Be Magic Again

Written by Kate Bush

December will be magic again.
Take a husky to the ice
While Bing Crosby sings White Christmas. He makes you feel nice.
December will be magic again.
Old Saint Nicholas up the chimney,
Just a-popping up in my memory.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
(“Fall!”) [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don’t you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up.
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

December will be magic again.
Light the canDLe-lights
To conjure Mr. Wilde
Into the Silent Night.
Ooh, it’s quiet inside,
Here in Oscar’s mind.

December will be magic again.
Don’t miss the brightest star.
Kiss under mistletoe.
I want to hear you laugh.
Don’t let the mystery go now.

Ooh, dropping down in my parachute,
The white city, she is so beautiful
Upon the black-soot icicled roofs,
Ooh, and see how I fall.
See how I fall
(“Fall!”) [backwards]
Like the snow.

Come to cover the lovers.
(Cover the lovers,
But don’t you wake them up.)
Come to sparkle the dark up.
(Sparkle the dark up,
With just a touch of make-up.)
Come to cover the muck up
(Cover the muck up,
Ooh, with a little luck.)

Oh, I’m coming to cover the lovers.
Ooh, and I’m coming to sparkle the dark up.

Tree Beauty Salon

deciduous leaves

annual autumn dye job

auburn with highlights

~Melanie Thomason

originally September 10, 2013

 

hold tightly

Chicago Botanic Garden: Picture by Gigi See Original

♥

she possesses softness and beauty
and remembers to hold them tightly
surrounding herself with love
and enveloping her soul with kindness
because while you should always be kind to others
it is equally important to be kind to yourself
and sometimes harder to do

~Poem by me

Melanie Thomason

beautiful flower photo by Gigi