by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL26-0407A Bite of a Grandma Slice Conversation with a three-year-old. Prologue.I am Me, the Grandma; BN is a three-year-old, my grandson. I’m preparing lunch; BN is pulling a chair up to the kitchen table. On the table is my husband’s MacBook Pro —...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 18 It was a lovely day by the sea. I.We started the day with a cup of coffee perked in our hotel room. It was not just any cup of coffee; it was Oregon Fog, a special blend from Sleepy Monk Coffee Roasters. As they say, “It’s...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 11 “It will definitely get your heart to racing!” my dear friend, my sister from another mister, recalled. Black Tiger Rare and Wild It was a hot July afternoon when my friend arrived on a flight from DFW for her annual summer...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 10 During our March SOL26, E. B. Griffin begins her slices with the words “I’m writing about a different object each day and trying to discover what the object says about who I am and how I see the world.” So, with a nod to her writing...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March 2026 Slice of Life, No. 8 While thumbing the pages of an 1920 reader [one that was read by students a hundred years ago], I found a short verse. It spoke to me of spring, its beauty and life, connecting me to past years, to many a springtime with trees blooming...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL26-0224 I’ve been thumbing the pages of my journals, reading slices about my grandkids–well, maybe more like “bites.” Here’s one that still makes me laugh and still makes me wonder how Mommy taught this lesson so well. BN (3 yrs old)...
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