by Alice Nine | A9 Journal, For Fun |
Slice of Life No. 25.0423 #Family #Memories #SOL25 It was when we still owned the big lot as everyone called it, the lot that was a block long, the empty lot bordering our property, the lot we mowed with a rented riding mower. It was before we sold that lot and the...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life Tuesdays #190910. She bounces through the backdoor, holding a gift bag by its chocolate brown ribbon handles. Pink it is — trimmed at its bottom edge in brown with rows of white polka dots the size of the punched holes of loose-leaf paper forming...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
I.Today I’m sharing a poem from one of my birthday cards, the one chosen by my 8-year-old grandson… “because Grandma likes poems.” A Poem for My Grandmaon Her BirthdayLike jelly needs toast,and cocoa needs mugs…Like cookies need...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life Tuesdays #190408 The Tree.Spring is synonymous with the blooming of our beautiful pink saucer magnolia (aka: Chinese magnolia, Tulip Tree). Sometime between the second week of March and the first of April, the buds that started swelling on sunny winter...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
Slice of Life Tuesday #190402 Not all appreciation is expressed with a “thank you”… My daughter, her husband, and their five children were out and about doing errands and having fun the way families do. It was lunchtime and they were more than an...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 30 It was very warm afternoon on a mid-August day the summer EN was four. I loaded the blender with the ingredients for a chocolate smoothie and threw in the lone banana from the fruit basket on the counter. I poured Carl a tall glass. As I was...
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