by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life. an untrellised cucumber Isn’t it amazing how being a teacher permeates everything we do and think? At least it does for me. Who but a teacher would think of the classroom when looking at a gardening post? And I’m not talking about a science...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday. Today is National Kite-Flying Day. That’s what I just read. Hmmm… I’ve always associated kites with March winds. I wonder? And… last night I watched “Kite Runner.” I wonder now, was it scheduled to coincide with this...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Journal Entry. August 1. Yesterday–that would be the last day of July–my fourteen-year-old, over-six-foot-tall grandson and I were deadheading my very tall rose bush—a bush that grows higher than the eaves of our garage. Stretching out his long arms...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life Who doesn’t like receiving a box in the snail mail? Two weeks ago I was so excited to received the following Twitter message! You see, earlier in the month, while following IT’S ALL ABOUT THE BOOKS Blog Tour, I’d commented and...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday. A Photo Exchange: More than Meets the Eye In April, Margaret Simon and Molly Hogan came up with a plan and invited poets to join in a photo/poetry exchange. Those who were interested submitted a form and then Margaret matched us with someone in a...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life. Sun and clouds have battled all day, but as evening approaches, the sun has won. There is no rain. This is significant on a May evening in Portland. We gather early at Harrison Park, finding our places on the familiar bleachers. Dark clouds are blowing...
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