Long Hollow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

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  • No Red Moonbeams for Me … A Long Hollow Update

    "It's starting to feel more like Christmas to me. The temps are staying low, there's the smell of wood smoke in the air, my tree is up and decorated, cards are trickling in, and TG is home." I wrote this several days ago – just one of many posts that wither on the vine because…

  • A weekend with dogs and twenty-somethings

    This was my kind of weekend, nicely balanced between live music, dancing, socializing with friends, and just hanging out, spending low-key time at the house with (some of) the kids and Tom. Oh, and dogs. Lots of dog time, too. Oldest son Tommy arrived first from Dallas. A few hours and a movie later, his…

  • Dynamic, according to Definition

    2dy·nam·ic  noun \dī-ˈna-mik\ Definition of DYNAMIC 1: a dynamic force  2: dynamics; an underlying cause of change or growth a : of or relating to physical force or energyb : of or relating to dynamics (see dynamics) b : marked by usually continuous and productive activity or change <a dynamic city>b : energetic, forceful <a dynamic personality>  Example of DYNAMIC  Max, one month after Charly dog died…look at that face…look closely at his eyes… Add a little Dynamic (dog)… …and look at…

  • Friday Favorite Photos – Still Running and Playing

    I pick these two photos as my favorites because take a look at Max – in the first one, he's running! And in the second one, I caught him mid-prance, playing with his puppy, Belle (you can see a bit of her in the foreground.) It hasn't been more than a month that we thought…

  • “The Chase” (performance and choreography by Max and Belle)

      Act 1 After it!   Act 2 Hmmm…where did it go? Act 3 Mom knows everything – go ask her! Ah, those dogs. Constant entertainment! And so creative! Today I'm grateful for the sunshine (once again) and the chance to live out here where we can walk along dry creek beds and deserted dirt…

  • Friday Favorite Photos… Autumn Leaves, Pond Fairies and more

    The falling leaves drift by the windowThe autumn leaves of red and goldI see your lips, the summer kissesThe sun-burned hands I used to hold. Since you went away the days grow longAnd soon I'll hear old winter's songBut I miss you most of all my darlingWhen autumn leaves start to fall.  Originally a French…

  • The Problem with Country Dogs

      Yes…that's a deer leg. No…it's not a toy deer leg.  And no, Max and Belle didn't kill it – we're sure now that the dead thing I spotted at the corner last week was a deer after all, and whoever/whatever killed it wasn't interested in the legs. My dogs must have found them (we…

  • Timing – my Friday Favorites

    I hoped to put my morning walk off until later, when the sun was higher (better light, better photos) and I had finished my work-out (the longer I put it off, the less likely I am to do it! It's better to catch myself before I'm fully awake!) But Belle spotted me through the window;…

  • A Lazy Saturday, like a kiss on top

    Our adventures on 6th Street with friends made this a special weekend, but squeezed into the center of my Friday and Saturday night jaunts downtown, like a melted chocolate kiss pressed into the top of a Cyclops Cookie, was a lazy afternoon spent hanging out with 2/3 of my kids, Tom, and the dogs… relaxing…

  • Drifting in a Sea of Grass (Friday Favorites)

    There was something different about my walk yesterday morning. It felt magical, like I was in a Disney movie… everything washed in a golden light. No humidity. No bugs. Just perfect. Dreamlike. Maybe that's it… maybe I was still caught in a dream, still a step behind from a late night writing. If so, it's…