Long Hollow

Where seeds of thought have room to grow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

Category: Indulgence

  • “The End” of an Era (and my Friday Favorite Photo)

    This is the book that was the beginning of the end. Each evening for years and years, Daniel, TG and I would huddle around a book on the couch, taking the adventure together, a chapter at a time. I would read out loud, relishing the warmth of my two little ones cuddled up against me.…

  • Divas … Then and Now

    More than two weeks have already passed since my Deer Park Diva Weekend, but I'm just now getting the photos uploaded to Facebook and I've barely mentioned it on here. (Or have I? I can't remember!) But on these hectic, over-packed days I find myself in lately, I just have to flip a page in my mind…

  • He Knows Me So Well (and Saturday’s Week of Sweet!s)

    Tom's email read "I saw this and thought of you," with a hyperlink under the message. My heart fluttered – he thought of me while he was at work? How sweet! Tom never emails me unless it's a two-word response to something I've sent him. I clicked the link and laughed when the page popped…

  • Saturday’s “Sweet!”s on Sunday

    Years and years ago, I worked weekends, the natural consequence of rotating twelve hour shifts. First one weekend of nights, then one weekend of days and finally! two weekends free. I hated it. Once I quit, I never, ever wanted to tie up my weekends like that again, but here I am, twenty years later, trying…

  • The Problem with Fun Weekends…

      You circle the date on the calendar. You count the days until you can leave. You just can't wait for that special date to arrive! And then (you probably guessed it because it happens to you, too) … the time flies and that special weekend is over way too fast.  This was one to…

  • A Sweet Saturday on a Diva Weekend

    While you sit where ever you sit on Saturday mornings, reading this, I'm soaking my drought-dusty body in the cool water of a friend's backyard pool, frozen margarita in hand. This is a Diva weekend, when girls I grew up with congregrate to catch up on each other's lives in a way that Facebook and…

  • Puppy Dog Mornings (and a week of sweets)

    I follow a certain ritual almost every morning, finding a spiritual, mental and physical balance that goes completely out of whack the rest of the day… I begin at the kitchen table, enjoying a first cup of coffee and my healthy cereal (topped with blueberries and Greek yogurt) while reading something inspirational. Right now it's…

  • Never Give Up (and Another Sweet Saturday)

    My bougainvilla is blooming. It might not seem like a big deal, but in this dry hollow where the wildflowers are fading, I longed for a blast of color. I thought it was too late, thought I'd been too neglectful. The original blossoms were long gone; it wasn't dead, but it was down to mere…

  • Close to Heaven (well, Writing Heaven, anyway)

    It's quiet in here… just the hum of an air conditioner and the soft, sporadic click, click, tap of computer keys… the three of us spread out in this spacious computer room each drifting in our own little world. TG is home for the summer, taking a class at the local community college. We have…

  • The moon, my honey and Los Lonely Boys…

    Saturday night, a Texas moon smiling down on me and Tom by my side, I had one of those Aha! moments. I realized I was finally experiencing Austin with all five senses in a way I hadn't yet in the nearly sixteen years we've lived here. I could feel it in the just-cool-enough breeze blowing…