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 |
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, 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 |
SOL25-0909 There is a dry rustle of leaves parched from days of sun and hot temperatures. There is an aroma of fading roses mingled with sweet ripening pears. Green clover spreads across our browning grass. Honey bees drift from blossom to blossom, gathering the last...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, For Fun |
SOL25-0902 Me: Reclining in a lawn chair, relaxing on a warm end-of-summer afternoon.TM and NT: Jumping on the nearby trampoline. I. Wasp appears. Buzzes the boys like a bomber.The boys duck and scream.Wasp lands on the trampoline springs. II.The boys tumble off...
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