by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL25-1104 Photo: From our beach house deck, Rockaway Beach, Oregon, Spring 2025. There’s something unforgettably spell-binding about it all . . . Sky evanescing into the endless seaSpray from foamy waves cresting and crashingSurf relentlessly roaringSea gulls...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, For Fun |
SOL25-1028 I saw this cartoon. The truth of it made me laugh. So I posted it to social media and wrote, “LOL So true!’ To which my friend responded: “I must go back for the list.” To which I replied with a long narrative. (It became the draft...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
The day is just beginning. I push the screen door open and step out onto my back porch to empty the trash. But instead I set the paper trash bag down and pause to take in the moment. The air is chilly and damp and full of the smell of mossy woods, and I breathe it in...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL25-1028 Siblings and cousins are playing in our connected backyards. The cousins from Ecuador are here on their extended spring visit. Being the good grandma that I am, I call them for a snack. I stand on our back porch, and as they run up, hand each one a cheese...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL25-1007 Photo: On the tarmac at ELP airport. Franklin Mountains rim the horizon. Bumping, we lumber along. Taking a broad right turn, we stop,motionless with our nose pointed north. With a sudden escalating roar, we launch forward like a rock from a boy’s...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL25-0930 If today gets difficult, I will remember—Slower mornings—The aroma of coffee brewing—Sweet sounds of songbirds—Sunlight flooding my east windows If today gets difficult, I will remember—The voices of those I love—Music...
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