Melissa Manna & Twisted Pixels Photography

08/19/2025

🎉Happy World Photography Day! 🎊

May your lens always find unique perspectives, and your sensor capture unforgettable emotions. We wish you creative ideas, perfect lighting, and precise exposure. May your shots delight with sharpness and rich color depth, and may each photograph become a true work of art.

May your inspiration never run dry, and may your photo archive be filled only with the best frames!

12/08/2023

12/06/2023

Every photographer in Loonville Liked Grinch sessions a lot…

But the Grinch owner, Dr. Seuss Enterprises DOES NOT.

Melissa Manna & Twisted Pixels Photography also hates Christmas Grinch Session Season!

Now please, don’t ask why, you should know the reason.

It is because you don’t own the right!
Unless you’re given permission, then the legal is tight.

But, I think why photographers do them at all,
Is because their bank accounts are two sizes too small.

11/30/2023

The sweetest bee in the hive....

11/29/2023

But Peter, who was very naughty, ran straight away to Mr. McGregor’s garden, and squeezed under the gate! First he ate some lettuces and some French beans; and then he ate some radishes;
And then, feeling rather sick, he went to look for some parsley.
But round the end of a cucumber frame, whom should he meet but Mr. McGregor!
Mr. McGregor was on his hands and knees planting out young cabbages, but he jumped up and ran after Peter, waving a rake and calling out, “Stop thief.”
Peter was most dreadfully frightened; he rushed all over the garden, for he had forgotten the way back to the gate. He lost one of his shoes among the cabbages, and the other shoe amongst the potatoes.
After losing them, he ran on four legs and went faster, so that I think he might have got away altogether if he had not unfortunately run into a gooseberry net, and got caught by the large buttons on his jacket. It was a blue jacket with brass buttons, quite new.
Peter gave himself up for lost, and shed big tears; but his sobs were overheard by some friendly sparrows, who flew to him in great excitement, and implored him to exert himself.
Mr. McGregor came up with a sieve, which he intended to pop upon the top of Peter; but Peter wriggled out just in time, leaving his jacket behind him.
And rushed into the toolshed, and jumped into a can. It would have been a beautiful thing to hide in, if it had not had so much water in it.
Mr. McGregor was quite sure that Peter was somewhere in the toolshed, perhaps hidden underneath a flower- pot. He began to turn them over carefully, looking under each.
Presently Peter sneezed— “Kertyschoo!”
Mr. McGregor was after him in no time, and tried to put his foot upon Peter, who jumped out of a window, upsetting three plants. The window was too small for Mr. McGregor, and he was tired of running after Peter.
He went back to his work.
Peter sat down to rest; he was out of breath and trembling with fright, and he had not the least idea which way to go.

11/29/2023

One evening a terrible storm came on. It
thundered and lightninged, and the rain
poured down; indeed, it was quite fearful.
In the midst of it there came a knock at
the town gate, and the old king went out
to open it.
It was a princess who stood outside. But O
dear, what a state she was in from the rain
and bad weather! The water dropped from
her hair and clothes, it ran in at the tips
of her shoes and out at the heels; yet she
insisted she was a real princess.
“Very well,” thought the old queen; “that we
shall presently see.” She said nothing, but
went into the bedchamber and took off all
the bedding, then laid a pea on the sacking
of the bedstead. Having done this, she took
twenty mattresses and laid them upon the
pea and placed twenty eider-down beds on
top of the mattresses.
The princess lay upon this bed all the night.
In the morning, she was asked how she
had slept.
“Oh, most miserably!” she said. “I scarcely
closed my eyes the whole night through. I
cannot think what there could have been
in the bed. I lay upon something so hard
that I am quite black and blue all over. It is
dreadful!”
It was now quite evident that she was a real
princess, since through twenty mattresses
and twenty eider-down beds she had felt
the pea. None but a real princess could have
such delicate feeling.
So the prince took her for his wife, for
he knew that in her he had found a true
princess. And the pea was preserved in the
cabinet of curiosities, where it is still to be
seen unless someone has stolen it.

11/22/2023

Happy Thanksgiving Eve, from my Family to yours!