by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 14 From my Travel Journal “Strangers are just family you have yet to come to know.” –Mitch Albom I stepped from the car to the curb. The air was warm, as days in late September can be. Car exhaust was heavy. People were hugging and...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 13 I remember it well. It was a Saturday morning. Unannounced, he came into my kitchen. “Gramma, can you help me? I forgot I have to read a book for a project.” “Really. By when?” “Monday.” “Monday?...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 12 I.The prompt…Today’s poetry prompt in Laura Shovan’s annual poetry project (we are writing poems about food each day): Day 11. Cheese of any variety . . . my photo . . . taken in The Cheese Shop in Williamsburg,...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 10. I.I finally caved and joined a poetry writing community, taking up the challenge to write a poem each day from a “food” prompt for the month of March. Today’s prompt was a collage of seed photos. Here’s one of them,...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 9. Saving time? Really?Every spring, I grumble about moving my clock ahead an hour. Arizona and Hawaii do not participate in the time change. I know this about Arizona because I often connect through PHX. I must think of PHX time as MST all...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
March Slice of Life No. 8.Poetry Friday. Two weeks ago I tripped upon a sea poem by Celia Thaxter, “Seaward To ___”. I connected immediately with her words. {Perhaps because I love “all things sea.”} It was a natural next step for me to search...
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