Manna Meditations, Day 3 No words … 💛
Tag: Blue Ridge Parkway
quiet …
Manna Meditations, Day 2 Blue Ridge Parkway. Black ribbon of road: I let the car swoop and dive through the curves, trying not to look at the vistas. The views: it’s why people come here, you know. There are overlooks every few miles where you can pull your car off the road and stand in […]
into the woods…
Manna Meditations, Day 1 I walk into the woods, looking for the Maker. It has been a long time. Today the path is tiger-striped with hard gold light, the long shadows of trees falling in bars over the ridge. The air is so cold you can feel it taking up space in your lungs, feel […]
Flashback: The Time I Almost Got Arrested for Writing a Poem in Chalk on a Bridge
From now until January 1, three times a week I’ll be sharing with you some of my all-time favorite posts — you might think of it as a curated collection of the Best of Alpha // Whiskey // Foxtrot. In between, there’ll be space for new photos, new words and new wonder: a mingling […]
When a Bridge is a Roadside Cathedral & There’s Water Underneath: Day Eighteen
(Sometimes it’s tough to feel at home in your own city. Which is why I’ve given myself a challenge: each day, for forty days, I’m going to find *one* thing I love about this place. And then I’m going to tell you about it. If you want to follow my journey, start here. Today is Day Eighteen.) Yesterday, […]
Week in Review: Day Thirteen
(Sometimes it’s tough to feel at home in your own city. Which is why I’ve given myself a challenge: each day, for forty days, I’m going to find *one* thing I love about this place. And then I’m going to tell you about it. If you want to follow my journey, start here. Today is Day Thirteen.) A […]
