Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Indulgence
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I totally apologize for my last post. Sometimes I drive myself crazy! The truth is, I talked to Tommy on the phone about his new job for almost an hour two nights ago. I've talked to my mom at least twice this week, my sister a couple of times, and three or four friends. …I'm working…
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It boggles (bloggles?) my mind how many blogs are out there…about everything imaginable…and it seems some of them have been out there for YEARS! I had no idea! I'm always WAY behind the times. I've just spent an hour trying to catch up on my favorites, and getting distracted by some of THEIR favorites, and…
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It's just a small white frame house tucked on a quiet residential street near downtown Austin. A small white house with a red door, surrounded by oak trees, just two driveways down from a busy street, but that's far enough to feel a million miles away from the world where everyone is rushing to get…
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A new first for me yesterday - instead of zooming past with my good intentions still tucked in my purse because I'm already late for a soccer game or something and just don't have time, I finally visited the organic vegetable farm stand in Jonestown. Angel Valley Organic Farm has been operating this stand every Saturday morning for about five years,…
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I don't claim to be a decorator. My house is filled with an odd assortment of things…things that I just like, sometimes for sentimental reasons (LOTS of photos and souvenirs), but sometimes, just because. Think extreme eclectic. On my kitchen window sill I've lined up some things I just like to look at…handpainted Easter eggs from…
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It's been almost thirty years since my first trip to the Renaissance Festival north of Houston, and I've been back just about every year since. It's changed a bit over the years, but then, so have I… I have dozens and dozens of photos from past years…starting with my pre-Tom life, my early-Tom days (including the day he…
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Delicious autumn! My very soul is wedded to it. ~George Eliot British writer, 19th century What a beautiful weekend! And what a perfect way to spend it…wandering the streets of medieval Europe, even if it's really just a make-believe village set in the thick woods north of Houston, and the buildings are really only thirty years old. Music, wine,…
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Tonight I watched Kendall in her last marching band performance. I felt a mixture of relief and wistfulness…I've spent most of my autumn Friday nights and Saturdays the last few years helping the band. It's a lot of work. My heart went out of it last year, partly because of school district politics, and it just hasn't been…
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It wasn't really a surprise, Obama winning the election. I'm curious to see if things change as promised…I've already heard him say something about 'maybe next term'… I also wonder how long this honeymoon period (when everyone in the media wants to be his best friend) will last? But life goes on…one change for me is I'm…
Long Hollow 