In celebration of alpha // whiskey // foxtrot’s one-year anniversary, I’ll be posting some old favorites — both yours and mine — every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. The fun lasts from now until New Year’s Day. Whether you’re a longtime follower or discovering these posts for the first time … enjoy! /// Originally posted on October 28, 2014 […]
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Flashback: Secret Messages in the Woods
In celebration of alpha // whiskey // foxtrot’s one-year anniversary, I’ll be posting some old favorites — both yours and mine — every Monday, Wednesday and Friday. The fun lasts from now until New Year’s Day. Whether you’re a longtime follower or discovering these posts for the first time … enjoy! /// Originally published on October […]
still waters …
i smooth my soulinto somethingalmost like silence: the river at rest is the one that reflects the sky. ❤
The Day the Light Overtakes Me …
Yesterday, I walk into the woods and into autumn’s first blush: red dogwoods and the crackle of dry leaves underfoot. And I find myself breathing a deep sigh that feels — strangely — like relief. Autumn is usually a hard season for me, in spite of the goodness of hot cider and apple-picking, boots and flannel […]
On Silver Light & Gem-Spangled Spiderwebs: In Search of Rainy-Day Magic
When I wake, the world is filmed with silver rain: the air gray as an antique tintype. It’s the kind of day that makes you want to burrow deeper under the covers, but I don’t. Some instinct drives me out into the cool air and fog, the crunch of first leaves under my feet. I’ve […]
When the Past is a Pool of Water by the River’s Edge
I scramble down the trail to the ravine, feet sliding on loose rocks, camera balanced on one hip. When I catch my breath, I look up to see what I’ve come for: the river, twisting green in the sun. This is the place I come to when I need to think about the Past — need the sensation […]
When the Magic is a Momentary Flash by the Side of the Road …
There’s no special place you need to go to find the light — You can climb a mountain, if you want. But you’re just as likely to find it on road full of potholes, at the end of the day, when your brain is cluttered and tired but the dog must be walked and the […]
When the Forest Sends Me a Heart-Shaped Love Note …
Every day, this world tries to tell me, in quiet, ordinary ways, that there is love for me here. And also magic. I went on a long walk in the woods yesterday. My mind was cluttered, my heart heavy, but then, this: … A giant leaf like a valentine: soft as parachute silk. Today, I’m wishing you […]
The First Signs of a Long Goodbye
I find the first yellow leaf the way a woman finds the first gray hair, and feel it like a betrayal: I have so much less time than I thought. And still, the light fills up the rooms, yellow and warm. The green leaves tap the upstairs windows at night. Fireflies spark in the meadows. […]
Speechless
I’ve built my life around words: planted them like seed, panned for them like gold. I’ve gone out into green valleys and collected words like rainwater, storing them up for seasons of drought. This is what my kind of people do. But. There are days when words feel too small for me — a poor, […]
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