Long Hollow

Where seeds of thought have room to grow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

Category: Indulgence

  • Keeping My Fingers Crossed

    In my laundry room, there's a huge old rug stretched across the concrete floor, and the room has been puppy-proofed to the best of my ability. Maybe not Belle-proofed (I think that's pretty much impossible!) but at least dangerous, tempting items like window cleaner have been moved to higher shelves.  It would be such a…

  • Broken Spoke, at last

    He stood on the edge of the dance floor, toes tapping, body bouncing to the beat, feet shuffling, preparing for take-off. I recognized those signs: he wanted to dance. I recognized the signs because I was doing the same thing next to our table, 20 feet away. Tom had turned me down on this song…

  • “I don’t want to work. I just want to bang on the drum all day.” – Todd Rundgren

    I spend a lot of time on things I enjoy … walking through the Hollow, writing, photography, running, dancing, watching movies, reading, connecting with friends …  But there's one thing I do purely for fun.    It benefits no one but myself. It's not something I can do with anyone else, like walking or dancing…

  • A “What You Touch is Gold” weekend

    We're coming off of a quiet, lie-low weekend. Tom and I both felt the need to stick close to home. I don't know about you, but as much as I enjoy getting out with my friends, dancing, eating, shopping… there are times when I just want to burrow into my cave, hide the entrance, and…

  • Goodbye, weekend! I’ll miss you!

    The sun came out for the first time in days today. I made sure I slipped outside to feel its warmth on my skin. I've heard it's only visiting for a couple of days, then it's off again … a gypsy sun, just popping in and out… so I didn't want to miss it! I…

  • Learning to Soar

    On a recent walk through the Hollow, Tom spotted four ducks paddling around on our neighbor's pond in the distance, just minding their own business. I wondered if it was the Mallard couple who used to visit every year, stopping by with their all-grown-up babies. Probably not. Maybe. It didn't matter – I just knew…

  • How to Greet a New Year – A Pictorial Lesson (my Friday Favorite Photos)

    First, gather together friends you never get to see anymore, despite the fact that your kids are now mostly grown, if not out of the nest altogether, and we should have tons more time on our hands. Go figure.     Add enough food for ten times the number of people in your house, as…

  • Still Celebrating

    I've been unplugged for a couple of days now, soaking in the presence of my family and friends, trying to live in the moment, stashing each away to pull out later in emergencies, like when the kids aren't able to be here for Christmas. I know that day will come, because it came to my…

  • “What do you want for Christmas?”

    To Barbara From Santa Ummm … What are these? "You told me all you wanted for Christmas was to go dancing. Well, those are my dancing shoes. Now I'll be able to dance." Sigh. He does listen sometimes. Hope you got everything you wanted for Christmas, too!

  • A Twirling Good Time

    I experienced another dream come true Friday night, one I had given up on long ago, and I owe it all to a tall, bearded stranger in a red sweater. No, it wasn't Santa. This tall stranger's name was Phil (or Bill…the music was loud and my hearing isn't what it used to be!) Phil/Bill…