Long Hollow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

Category: Every Picture Tells a Story

  • Music, and Sweet Summer Nights

       Strong lager and some early Zep tunes.  I ask thee, is there a better way to spend an evening?  ~Author Unknown Well, I wasn't drinking strong lager, and they weren't early Zep tunes, but I did spend a great Wednesday evening listening to rock and blues, watching the sun go down in Austin's Zilker…

  • Five Things on Friday

    1.   We stopped by the little pond on our walk this morning. I noticed that when the puppies waded in and drank from pond, drops of reflected sunshine splattered across the surface. It was magical!   2. I did it. I registered for Real Estate School today. I scheduled the classes (which begin next…

  • Wild Turkey and other sweet!s

    Belle and Max dashed off in the direction of a dry pond this morning on our walk, triggering a loud commotion as a mama wild turkey flew for the safety of a tree on the other end, squawking the whole way. Half a dozen small turkey-ettes followed her…squeaking, more than squawking. Of course, it could…

  • Five Things on…Saturday

       1.   Do any of you still have your landlines? I've been so tempted to cancel ours…but then I remember the agonizing two months we lived without it when we first moved into this house in the country, and how our cell phones only worked outside, up the hill a little bit. How I…

  • The Simple Things are the Sweetest

    Dawn is waking to rain and thunder this morning. She must have pulled the covers back over her head because the Hollow is still dark outside my window, except for occasional flashes of lightning. On a normal morning, the puppies and I would already be out on the dirt road, saying hello to the new…

  • A Rich Inheritance (Happy Father’s Day!)

    Friday my mother thought Daddy was having a stroke. She's seen enough of them to recognize the symptoms in him. He wouldn't let her call an ambulance, so she called my sister, who in turn called me en route to their house.  The kids and I already had plans to leave early yesterday morning to…

  • Five Things…

      1. Monday evening I went wading in Lake Travis. I had my camera and was shooting a fun multi-generational family while they ran and played and laughed. I took way too many photos and couldn't help editing as many as possible to share with them, to help them remember the fun they had that…

  • My Tiny Taste of BlogHer Food 2013

      I am not a food blogger. Oh, I may write about my Cyclops Cookies, Tom's better-than-Hooter's hot wings, and yummy sushi from Eddie V's, but they're mingled with my stories about dogs and mice and dancing and friendship. I'll never be a niche blogger of any kind, because I could never make up my…

  • Sons, Sunday mornings, and other sweet!s

    I'm not proud to admit this, but I missed church this morning because of the rain.  Right about the time Daniel and I were going to head out the door (Tom was still snoozing!) – already running late because we had to let the terrified dogs into the laundry room – the break in the…

  • Why I’m My Father’s Daughter

      If Daddy answers the phone when I call my parents, our conversation is a quick one. "I can't talk," he'll complain.  "You sound fine to me," I'll tell him.  "What? I can't hear you. Here's your mother." And that's that. Strokes have taken their toll on his vocal chords. The effort to speak is…