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, Uncategorized |
This is the place our family often visits. This is the place where sea lions soak in the sun on seastacks or swim in the shallow water near the shore. When we bark, they bark back at us. This is the place where the beach is made of smooth, round gray cobblestones made...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL25-1007 Photo: On the tarmac at ELP airport. Franklin Mountains rim the horizon. Bumping, we lumber along. Taking a broad right turn, we stop,motionless with our nose pointed north. With a sudden escalating roar, we launch forward like a rock from a boy’s...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL25-0930 If today gets difficult, I will remember—Slower mornings—The aroma of coffee brewing—Sweet sounds of songbirds—Sunlight flooding my east windows If today gets difficult, I will remember—The voices of those I love—Music...
by Alice Nine | A9 Journal |
SOL25-0923 I step out onto my back porch. In the darkness that precedes this mid-August dawn, I sip my coffee and savor the damp coolness that has drifted in from the sea and lifted the fragrance of fading lavender and blooming peppermint. I listen for chirping sounds...
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