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 […]

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 […]

Flashback: Truth, Chalked on a Stone by the Roanoke River

Yesterday’s post has me thinking about the mercy of near-misses, and the grace of second chances.  I originally published the following words and the accompanying photograph on January 7, 2015, as part of the Secret Messages Project, and it seemed right to share it with you once more. Wherever you are when you read these words — […]