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 […]
Tag: writing
Flashback: the Post That Started It All …
Exactly one year ago today, I began a little blog that I hoped might help me love my town better. I never expected — ever — that I’d still be blogging 365 days later. Can I be honest? It’s been a messy year. I’ve made good decisions and bad ones. Trusted people I shouldn’t have. Had the good […]
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 […]
a metaphor in the beating of wings …
… I watched them leap the street again, spooling up into a cyclone, a thunderhead, a swell. In a moment, their shape shifted into something else entirely: something animal.
Or perhaps something not animal at all …
Flashback: Sidewalks, Spider Silk & the Magic of Everyday Things
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 […]
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 […]
an alpha // whiskey // foxtrot anniversary …
It’s funny, but it occurred to me for the very first time today that in just a few weeks, alpha // whiskey // foxtrot will celebrate its one-year anniversary — and nobody’s more shocked about this than me. I can still remember the first time I hit that little blue “Publish” button. Back then, I […]
Rainsong
As I write these words, it’s night, and I’m upstairs in a little room tucked under the eaves, listening to the rain drum the roof just above my head. I love the way a summer rain sounds silver, even in the dark. Oh, Summer: sing me to sleep. ❤
A {Nook} of One’s Own
“Give her a room of her own and five hundred a year, let her speak her mind … And she will write a better book one of these days.” –Virginia Woolf, A Room of One’s Own * I learned a long time ago that I’m a nester by nature: I fluff and fuss in the […]
Oh, God, if only you might give me the words …
… to speak the song the cicadas are singing —that murmur and hum filling the trees.But their song is wholly their own,and no matter what words I use,mine would only be a poor copy —and why bother to copy such a thing,when anyone can go out on a summer nightand sit spellbound to the soundof the original? But […]
ASHLEY WILSON FELLERS 