The cold comes in slow: white fog that slides over the mountains at night. Hangs in wreaths around the peaks. Usually, I fear the winter. I see it as a long night when my summer radiance sleeps, curled up like a crocus under snow. But this year… This year I’m hopeful. * I often hear the phrase, “Oh, […]
Tag: black and white
Let’s talk …
Last week, quietly and without much fanfare, alpha // whiskey // foxtrot surpassed a milestone that still blows my mind a little bit: by my latest check, I’ve got 1,066 followers and counting. I’ll be honest: this is both wonderful and a little unsettling. Most days, I envision myself writing to about as many friends as I […]
be still …
Noon. I curl up on the down-filled sofa under the big bay window. Watch the light flickering down through the limbs of the old oak: There is nothing I must puzzle out here: no meaning to decode. No sign or symbol to deconstruct. There’s just me, with the sun warm on my skin. And the sun […]
small things …
oh God, open my eyesto the magic of small things: sunsetlight,puddlesplash,slow liquid gold … scatter of leaveson black ribbon of road … bonewhite branches,frost-sequined field, frostcrunch,snowshush … my two knees’twin prints on holy ground. ❤
Final Flashback: Just a Long Trail & My Tangled Thoughts …
Today marks the final post of my Flashback series — a collection of my favorite throwback posts, in celebration of Alpha // Whiskey // Foxtrot’s one-year anniversary. And this one I’ve been saving. The words are lonely, and it shows. A different kind of person would want to hide that from you — want to […]
Flashback: When a Bridge is a Roadside Cathedral & There’s Water Underneath …
As the month of October draws to a close, so does my little anniversary series, Flashback. All month long, I’ve been interspersing my current work with some of my favorite throwback posts — all in celebration of alpha // whiskey // foxtrot’s one-year anniversary. This is one of two last posts I’ll be sharing with […]
a to-do list for magic-seekers …
To Do: 1. Walk into the woods. Find a leaf. Maybe it’s long and slender: a birch leaf, or a willow… Tuck it behind my ear, the way some people wear a pencil. Wear it all day. 2. Put on a spring coat, even though it’s fall. Walk slow along the sidewalk, watching for […]
deja vu …
Remember these chairs?? Me too. I went scuffing around in the woods today, listening to the crackle of dry leaves … the last of the birdsong. And I don’t know why, but something led me to a clearing I haven’t set foot in for a long time. A year ago, I discovered two white chairs here, resting […]
Invitation
Sometimes a break in the reedsis the permission you needto wade in … Oh, friend… do it now,while the water’s still warm. ❤
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