It’s been a long time since I gave my city some love here. Those who’ve followed alpha // whiskey // foxtrot since its inception know that I first began this blog in an attempt to love my mountain town better. And I do love it here — most of the time — but every once in […]
Tag: Virginia
It is well with my soul …
…For no other reason than because it’s Summer, and I’m alive and the world is green and every lake is full of sunset and the fireflies kiss the windowpanes at night, bestowing their gold like anointing oil. And oh — my God — that’s enough. ❤
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 […]
Potomac Creek, Virginia: Back to Black {& White}
I keep coming back to monochrome: I come back to it like Home, over and over again, in spite of my wandering heart: And I know what people say: That color is Real. That black and white is Romantic. I can’t explain it, but I’ve always believed the opposite to be true… (Do you see […]
Potomac Creek, Virginia: Unedited
I am learning, slowly, to let go… To know when to let a thing be… I spent the weekend at my husband’s family home on Potomac Creek. As always, I whiled the hours scuffing up and down the peninsula with my camera, taking in the way the light slicked the water in more colors than I can name: […]
An Honest Prayer …
Oh Lord, teach me to see this town with loving eyes … when the snow lies clean on every limb, and when it clogs the sidewalk, soot-scuffed black. when I am surrounded by ones I love, and when I am trudging the white trail alone. when I am surrounded and still alone — give me love, then most […]
When even power lines can be beautiful…
I don’t know what made me pull the car over when I did, except for that certain instinct I sometimes have that there’s beauty to be found nearby, if I’m willing to look for it. This was a week or two ago. I’d recently arrived home from Florida, and after all that color and heat […]
Kind Graffiti: the Art of Seeing (& Sharing) Beauty
Remember when I started The Secret Messages Project? It was New Year’s Day and my heart was cold — almost frozen, in fact — but I knew that if I could fill my city with kind words I might be able to feel the warmth of that kindness. (That’s how it works, you know.) So I […]
A Secret Message for a Special Someone, Left on a Rooftop Overlook: Day Twenty-Five
This post is part of the Secret Messages Project. Every day for thirty days, I’ll leave my words in places where they might be found — or might never be found at all. I hope you’ll join me. * If you’ve been reading this blog for awhile, you know I have a conflicted relationship with the […]
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