Long Hollow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

Category: I love being a Realtor!

  • I had no idea…

    I had no idea, when I decided to lug the recycling up to the bin tonight, that a full moon was waiting for me at the top of our winding path. It peeked at me from between the trees, but then BOO! there it was, resting just above the silhouetted hill in front of our house, shining bold and bright and…

  • Where Do I Begin?

    My dear, dear blog, I have had so many good intentions of writing to you over the past few weeks, but alas, they got lost in the dust stirred up by time racing by. And now here it is, the first of December, and all I've written you since August are two little birthday posts.  Enough is…

  • Memories, and other sweet!s

      "…remember someone said that God gave us memory so that we might have roses in December…." ~J.M. Barrie, "Courage" (The Rectorial Address Delivered at St. Andrews University, 1922 May 3rd)   There are some days when the not-so-sweet! seems to overshadow the sweet! Yesterday was one of those days. First, I heard of the passing of…

  • Rain. A sweet! for me… a curse for others.

        Our rain started last night. A determined, confident rain that would match any long-distance runner in the Olympics… persistent and focused. I can hear it even now, picking up a second wind, stepping up its pace.  However, except for a few low-water crossings, and unlike poor Louisiana, thank the good Lord there haven't…

  • Getting Unstuck, and other sweet!s…

        At the time of my last 'sweet' post, I mentioned going through one of the boxes of my mom's things and crying when I came across her uneaten Easter candy. In all honesty, I fell into a funk that day that I just couldn't shake… like a perpetual gray cloud was hovering above my…

  • Slide Projectors and other sweets

        Last Saturday night I pulled out my grandmother's slide projector, propped it on my kitchen table, and went back in time through the images splashed on the wall above our stairs.  Most I had never seen before, like the one above of my grandmother standing in a field of bluebonnets. What you are seeing is actually…

  • Parades, Freedom, and other sweet!s…

        "I been one poor correspondent, and I been too, too hard to find, but it doesn't mean you ain't been on my mind." ~ America, "Sister Golden Hair" Despite good intentions, I don't blog as much as I'd like anymore, or have time to visit those of my favorite bloggers. But I'm hanging on to…

  • Promises Kept… a sweet catch-up

    A few days ago, I traded my phone for an umbrella when I took Belle for our morning run/walk down our dirt road. And that's why I don't have a photo of  the most beautiful rainbow … a perfect arch above the horizon, and below it, a summer-blue sky that winked at me from behind stormy gray clouds,…

  • 2016… all you need is Love!

      Each year I have a guiding word. A mascot. Last year it was "Embrace". It's hard to describe how a guiding word comes to be. It's a connection… sort of a message of what I need to focus on in the coming year. This year I tried on a few that might seem a little…

  • A weekend of birthday celebrations and away they go again…

        My oldest and his beautiful wife are somewhere over the Pacific Ocean right now, traveling to New Zealand with another couple for a trip of a lifetime, one they've dreamed about for years. I would say "the" trip of a lifetime, but these two have already spent Oktoberfest in Munich, honeymooned in Italy,…