Day 331: Endearment by Missy

Day 330: Iridescence by Missy

Day 329: Edge by Missy

i'll be honest...
i thought it was provocative ordering
a salad with an omelette for breakfast...
but not eating the croutons and scattering them on the table?!
down right cutting edge!

Day 328: Tale by Missy

'rapunzel, rapunzel,
let down your hair to me...'

Day 327: Whale by Missy

ok. we were at the beach today...
and while these may not be stuffed whales in the grab machine,
they're close enough, right?!

Day 326: Skew by Missy

there was a crooked man and he walked a crooked mile,
he found a crooked sixpence upon a crooked stile.
he bought a crooked cat, which caught a crooked mouse.
& they all lived together in a little crooked house...

(seriously. this is how it's been for a while... it makes me smile everytime...)

Day 325: Jump by Missy

"jump, and you will find out how to unfold your wings as you fall..."
~ray bradbury

Day 324: Redo by Missy

today's theme is redo... so while i do like my photo for introduction,
i decided to redo it, and reintroduce myself...
my name is melissa, but most call me missy... i am 35 years young... i received the most fab shoes today via ups... i also got a cheap bike today... i'm getting my haircut tomorrow and considered having it shaved on one side... i sweat a lot- even along my brow... i now have two tattoos- a bird behind my ear that sings to me and a butterfly that flutters my chest... my favorite word is vibrancy... i spent most of the day in tears due to a heartache- i felt like i couldn't breathe... i am the parent of a middle-schooler... i'm worried about bono... i have plans to go to a nude beach this weekend... if i could live anywhere, it would be in nyc... i finally understand focal points and depth of field... i think too much... i need a job... i love kissing... i obsess over details... my favorite holiday is the 4th of july- i find fireworks romantic... i believe in honesty... in moving forward... in love... and in all things real & true...

Day 323: Dole by Missy

this is not how i wanted to show dole...
i ran outta time... and inspiration...
that almost never happens... but it did tonight.
and for that, i apologize.

Day 322: Father by Missy

this is my nephew, noah...
he's happy...
he's got great hair...
and has an awesome sense of humor!!
just like his father!!
(happy father's day, dudes!)

Day 321: Hey by Missy

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Day 320: Plus by Missy

balloons and graduation from elementary school...
++good

Day 319: Toward by Missy

i wish i still had our n64...
this may not mean much to anyone
but when this theme came all i kept thinking about was
'a chip off whomp's back (block),
& 'tor-ward, tor-ward, jump!'.......

Day 318: Motto by Missy

there are lots of things i end up repeating over and over...
catch phrases... mantras, of sorts... aphorisms, one might even say...
"there isn't enough time"or "i'm wasting time",
"i don't want to die before...",
"there's always a way", "i gotta get outta here"........
but all these can be summed up in what i consider my 'motto'...
there's no time to waste...

Day 317: Hidden by Missy

hidden place
~bjork

through the warmthest cord of care
your love was sent to me
i'm not sure what to do with it
or where to put it

i'm so close to tearS
and so close to
simply calling you up
and simply suggesting

we go to that hidden place .

now, i have been slightly shy
but i can smell a pinch of hope
to almost have allowed once fingers
to stroke
the fingers i was given to touch with
but careful careful

there lies my passion hidden
there lies my love
i'll hide it under a blanket
lull it to sleep

i'll keep it in a hidden place .

he's
the beautifullest
fragilest
still strong
dark and divine
and the littleness of his movements
hides himself

he invents a charm
that makes him invisible
hides in the hair

can i hide there too?
hide in the hair of him
seek solace
s a n c t u a r y

in that hidden place

Day 316: Salute by Missy

look at how my saoirse's eyes sparkle!!
i love this photo!

Day 315: Lurk By Missy

spent the morning washing my car...
every time i turned around, this little guy was lurking about...

Day 314: Tastless by Missy

nothing tasteless about a bachelorette in AC to report....

Day 313: Lark by Missy

Alouette, gentille Alouette
Alouette je te plumerai
Alouette, gentille Alouette
Alouette je te plumerai
Je te plumerai la tete
Je te plumerai la tete
Et la tte, et la tete
Alouette, Alouette
O-o-o-o-oh
Alouette, gentille Alouette
Alouette je te plumerai

this is so bizarre...
i didn't really achieve the look i was hoping for...
but, i can't edit it anymore...

Day 312: Monthly by Missy

"oh! don't mind me... i'm just in the public bathroom
taking photos of the feminine hygiene receptacle..."

Day 311: Frustrated by Missy

star was really working her acting skills with this shot...
(sorry i posted a day late)

Day 310: Identity by Missy

my original concept was identity theft......
i dunno...

Day 310: Thing by Missy

and so my obsession with things with wings continues...

the moths
by mary oliver

There’s a kind of white moth, I don’t know
what kind, that glimmers
by mid-May
in the forest, just
as the pink mocassin flowers
are rising.
If you notice anything,
it leads you to notice
more
and more.
And anyway
I was so full of energy.
I was always running around, looking
at this and that.
If I stopped
the pain
was unbearable.
If I stopped and thought, maybe
the world
can’t be saved,
the pain
was unbearable.
Finally, I noticed enough.
All around me in the forest
the white moths floated.
How long do they live, fluttering
in and out of the shadows?
You aren’t much, I said
one day to my reflection
in a green pond,
and grinned.
The wings of the moths catch the sunlight
and burn
so brightly.
At night, sometimes,
they slip between the pink lobes
of the moccasin flowers and lie there until dawn,
motionless
in those dark halls of honey.

Day 309: Thirst by Missy

no one would pose with a mouthfulla sand for me...
i've been known to pound some gatorades...

Day 308: Won by Missy

someone won. someone did not.
the same one that won, usually wins.
the one who did not win, usually does not win.
i don't feel like I'VE won, when i see them playing
the gamecube rather than the wii........

Day 307: Mercury by Missy

'i dress to kill... but tastefully.'
~freddie mercury

Day 306: Transform by Missy

cast bronze and aluminum transformed into zeus and hera...

Day 305: Creature by Missy

“Be daring, be different, be impractical, be anything that will assert integrity of purpose and imaginative vision against the play-it-safers, the creatures of the commonplace, the slaves of the ordinary.”
~Cecil Beaton

Day 304: Glinting by Missy

What the Carpenter Said

THE moon's a cottage with a door.
Some folks can see it plain.
Look, you may catch a glint of light,
A sparkle through the pane,
Showing the place is brighter still
Within, though bright without.
There, at a cozy open fire
Strange babes are grouped about.
The children of the wind and tide--
The urchins of the sky,
Drying their wings from storms and things
So they again can fly.