by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 6 It was a sunny day on the Oregon coast. The skies were blue and cloudless. There was little wind. The waves were churning brown with sand. And the sand — the cool, wet sand — was perfect for digging holes, building castles,...
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, In My Classroom |
SOL25-0916 The marine layer rolls in like a whispered secret, softening the edges of the Oregon Coast and turning the familiar into something dreamlike. Foggy mornings here aren’t gloomy, they’re pure magic. The Oregon Coast I.Supper was take-out—clam chowder...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Poetry Friday Walking along the surf is one of my greatest delights. The horizon challenges me to look to the future, to keep dreaming. The steady rhythm of the breakers and the tides speaks to me to keep on, to never give up. The carefree winging of the sea gulls...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 18. So the evening and the morning were . . . And God saw that it was good. –Gen. 1 twilight diffused-light candle between sun and moon and sun daybreak to sunrise, sunset to nightfall stars hide and return, sun rises and sets slowly...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 15. We arrived late afternoon for our annual end-of-summer beach week. We unpacked. [Funny how two words represent over an hour’s worth of work.] Then we eagerly headed to the path that would take us through waving sea grasses, over a...
