It’s been quiet around alpha// whiskey//foxtrot for the past week, and that’s because the *rest* of my life hasn’t been quiet at all. The middle of August is a special chocolate-covered double-dip sundae for me, since I get to celebrate my anniversary and my birthday one day after the next. Needless to say, I’ve been having […]
Tag: Americana
Glimpses of Goodness on the Road
This weekend, I drove all the way across Virginia, west to east. I drove alone, on Route 460, a narrow ribbon of country road that sometimes seems to roll on forever — out of the mountains and into the hills, past sleepy farms where cows graze, their coats gleaming like black satin. Since I was […]