Ninepatch is the monthly publication of a non-profit organization by the same name. In the pages of this Ninepatch magazine, women – and the men who support them – share their spiritual journeys and life experiences through letters, essays, poetry, book reviews and more. Ninepatch offers a forum where contributors can be heard and enjoy an atmosphere of sharing and acceptance. Such sharing is vital in helping everyone find their place in an eternal spiritual circle where all know and are known.

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        At the end of June three summers ago, I bought a decorative “bowl” of growing leaf lettuce.  I had just arrived in Indiana from Florida for the season and wanted to plant beans in a pot on my deck. However, I could not find bean plant starts and was concerned about planting seeds over a month late. Wandering around the nursery section of Menards, I saw the decorative lettuce bowl.  I can eat the lettuce instead of beans!   

The bowl held dark green romaine, celery green leaf lettuce and one with a reddish leaf.  In the very center, grew a small strawberry plant. Its cheery white blossoms added to the bowl’s artistry.

The lettuce finished sooner than I had hoped, but the strawberry kept growing.  Since it was pretty, I kept it. I also ate the two or three red berries it produced.


When November came, neighbors put their sad-looking mums out with the trash on pick-up day.   Though I was preparing to return to Florida, the strawberry still looked good.  I hadn’t the heart to throw it away. 

 The day before I closed my condo, I found a large serving

spoon and scooped a shallow hole in the hard bare clay near my front door. Lifting the strawberry from the large bowl, I put it in the ground and watered it.  There little plant!  Here’s your chance!


        Returning the following June, I had forgotten my impulsive planting the previous late fall. I amazed to see the strawberry plant –green and growing! 

 This was the plants third summer. It blooms and often

produces one or two berries a day.  (I have to be quick to stay ahead of the small insects that bore into even half-ripe fruit.) 


Plant photo taken  the beginning of September

Plant photo taken the beginning of September

The still happy plant sends out many new shoots. Perhaps its berries are a sort of “thank you” for saving its life.



I am blessed.


Gracias! Merci Beaucoup! Denki! THANK YOU!


I don’t often have the space to thank all the volunteers who help get this newsletter to you.

First, I want to thank those who touch this copy right before it goes to print –the proof-readers. June Poucher reads first by e-mail. She sends me corrections. Once those are made, James proofs a paper copy which presents other little trouble-spots.

With the WORD format e-issue, Ninepatch goes to our website volunteer, Lynn D., who posts the issue to our site. ( www.Ninepatch9.org)

Special thanks to our treasurer, Georgene. Every month she reviews receipts I have sent and notifies me which one(s) I have forgotten to send or are otherwise questionable.

She also puts together an end-of-year report for the board members so we can plan for the following year. In addition, she also serves on our Board.

Speaking of the Ninepatch Board, thanks to Christa, who serves on it and brings a unique, more youthful point of view to our discussions.

Another thank you goes to our note-writers. Paper issue readers receive a sticky note on every issue from one of our three note-writers: James, Georgene and Leigh.

Last, thanks to Bill who helped set up our Facebook Ninepatch Group and still helps trouble shoot!

Without the assistance of these folks, many of whom have multiple arms of assistance, publishing this newsletter would be impossible.

Editor, Frances Fritzie




At our annual Ninepatch Board of Directors Meeting, Georgene, Christa and I discussed stretching our outreach. To do this we decided to create a Facebook address. In the new “Ninepatch group,” Ninepatch-ers can respond right away to posted thoughts and topics. Our aim is to attract community conversation, to reach out to people who can benefit from deeper connections in their lives and to touch folks who are habitual Facebook users.

In taking this step I had technical help from a previous teaching colleague and present Ninepatch reader, Bill. (A big thank-you to him!)

Since ours in not an actual “Facebook page” you will find us listed as “Ninepatch group.”

Hope to see you there soon!

We welcome your topic ideas and other suggestions. Like a “regular” Facebook page, chat, photos and quotes are welcome any time.



Ninepatch Birthdays for Sept:

Carol 10

Linda Sue 16

Ellen Bruns Christensen 17

Gail 22



Ninepatch is updating our web site and looking for additional writers. We want weekly bloggers, monthly comments and occasional small pieces. We are even thinking about short stories!


Contact Editor, Frances.


Ninepatch is a non-profit. Every person who works for us– including Frances—is a volunteer. No one is paid. However, we do have business expenses. Paper, ink, software, labels, and Internet connections, are a few.

While e- readers see color, our paper readers seldom do. It’s too expensive. Yet, due to mailing costs and postage, they bear the brunt of “donation-for-service.” (Financially speaking, E- readers ride their coat-tails.)

If you enjoy reading our magazine and have not already made a donation for 2016, kindly consider making one. $5 is not too small.

We have a Paypal account, or you can send a check to our mailing address:

1014 NW 52nd Ter.

Gainesville, Fl. 32605

Thanks to those of you who support our outreach though coin-of-the-realm, service and prayers. Special thanks to our Board of Directors: Christa and Georgene, our membership coordinator: Dottie, our proofreaders: June and James and the sticky note writers: Leigh, James and Georgene. We appreciate their service.

Of course, you who contribute letters, stories, poems and drawings are the lifeblood of the newsletter and we are especially thankful for you!

Those who give in any way know the greatest return. Hence the old saying, “You reap what you sow.”

Editor, Frances


black and white sketch of tulips