notes from a creative life …
I keep coming back to monochrome: I come back to it like Home, over and over again, in spite of my wandering heart: And I know what people say: That color is Real. That black and white is Romantic. I can’t explain it, but I’ve always believed the opposite to be true… (Do you see […]
I am learning, slowly, to let go… To know when to let a thing be… I spent the weekend at my husband’s family home on Potomac Creek. As always, I whiled the hours scuffing up and down the peninsula with my camera, taking in the way the light slicked the water in more colors than I can name: […]
…from the three human and canine members of the Fellers family: (No fancy photos or lyrical language today. Just pure, unadulterated cuteness.) We’re spending the weekend at T’s family home on Potomac Creek, & I’ve got my telephoto lens with me, so I promise lots of pretty snaps soon. If you’re reading from the States, […]
Today, I walk into the forest looking for the Light. I have been a hunter of light for some time now, and experience has taught me that if you want to see it best, you must look for it in the dark. So I follow the trail until it’s swallowed in shadow. I walk, and […]
Can I tell you a secret? For a little over a week now, I’ve been quietly carrying a private hurt — one I caused myself. And I won’t explain any more on that subject, except to say that for days now the hurt has been dogging me like a shadow, the way deep hurts often do. […]
I don’t usually write many posts that could be classified under the “lifestyle” or “food and drink” headings, but every once in awhile, I stumble over some little comestible or beverage that’s just too good *not* to share. So I hope my more serious readers will forgive me if I spend the next 400 words […]
This morning, I sit still and quiet in my favorite writing chair, watching the early light fill up the room. My eyes flit back, over and over, to a jar of feather-soft blue hydrangeas on the end table, the sun catching in petals. Every time I look at them, the sight pulls me back nine years, to my last summer […]
Teach me that – sometimes – to lie down in a green fieldis to be slain in the spirit … To learn the call of the mockingbird is to speak in tongues … And to walk with head unbowedunder the blue skyis to stare at the ceilingof your Sistine Chapel … painted and repainted by the minute […]
I spent last weekend happily shambling around the green-shadowed streets of one of my favorite cities: Savannah, Georgia. I ate a shameful amount of seafood. I slept in a ridiculously fluffy four-poster bed. And I took photos. A lot of photos. Today, I finally got a chance to go through some of those photos. And in […]
I like the world best by morning light… The way it pushes into the room through every opening. The way it fills up every space with an invitation to begin, now, while the canvas is blank and the page uncluttered. I am an insomniac. I have been for all my life, starting from the moment […]
ASHLEY WILSON FELLERS 