Books by Melody Hamby Goss

This book takes the croak of frogs, the quack of ducks, the twinkle of stars, the bloom of flowers, the snowcapped mountains, the fragrant valleys, and the whispering winds and puts them to rhyme. Artwork created in the sloping mountains of Norway combined with these rhyming words tells tales of what once was to what is. This kiss of Mother Nature is a journey into a world of fantasy, a rapture of lonely shores by the seas as they sing their music of eternity. As Lord Byron once said, "I love not man the less, but nature more."Come take this journey with me into the mystic.

I have come to terms with the future. From this day onward I will walk easy on the earth. Plant trees. Kill no living things. Live in harmony with all creatures. I will restore the earth where I am. Use no more of it's resources than I need. And listen, listen to what it is telling me. This was written by Mary Oliver. I know it by heart. The words, the quotes are all about nature, insects, trees, and even a wayward frog with a black eye from a butterfly. They all speak to me. There are fairies, damsels and princes turned from a frog by a kiss. Fishes alone finding love. A forest queen providing safe havens for her creatures. Enjoy the comedy laugh with a fly, ride a camel...but most of all remember to dream, and fly with the fairies when they visit you in the deep nights where darkness gives you voice & wings!

"There is pleasure in the pathless woods, there is rapture on the lonely shore, there is society, where none intrudes, by the deep sea, the music in its roar; I love not man the less, but nature more"-this poem by Lord Byron speaks to my soul. Fantasy and fairies dance to the music of nature in this book. Original artwork creates expression for the words, giving meaning to singing frogs and swirling shores while questioning mankind's treatment of our earth and the environment. Learn the secrets of the universe by touching a star or riding a moonbeam. Hear sunshine or see wind blowing while watching a dewdrop fall to the sea. As John Keats said, "The poetry of the Earth is never dead." Close your eyes while imagining nature in fantasy.

The beauty of the trees, the softness of the air, the fragrance of the grass, speaks to me. The summit of the mountains, the thunder of the sky, the rhythm of the sea, speaks to me. The faintness of the stars, the freshness of the morning, the dewdrops on the flower speaks to me. And my heart soarsThese beautiful words were written by Chief Dan George and they speak to me. This book speaks of mice at play, flowers that talk, stars whose light creates moonbeams on which we ride in our dreams. Quirky bumblebees quarreling with fairies, and even a buzzing aggravating fly. Come away with me into a storybook of rhyme where I livewelcome to my world. Melody Hamby Goss