Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Just Beauty
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My favorite frozen moments of this past week are these from a twilight walk down our road with Tom and the puppies last weekend. They aren't perfect photographs, but I chose them because they help me remember why we fell in love with Long Hollow. They remind me why all of the back-breaking work,…
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On any vacation, the things that make it the most special are those things you couldn't imagine beforehand… those little surprises that stick in your head forever. I had seen a photograph of Sue and Ron's backyard pond… I couldn't remember what it looked like exactly, but I knew it was really pretty and that,…
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Back in 10th grade, full of Texas pride, I got into a heated argument with my boyfriend, a fresh transplant from Baraboo, Wisconsin, over the merits of our respective states. I don't think he was trying to say Wisconsin was better than Texas, only trying to describe its beauty and merits to me, but it…
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I've been snapping pictures like crazy since about the time I learned to write in cursive, with any camera I could get my hands on, from instamatics and a hand-me-down black and white Scout camera, courtesy of one of my siblings, to an Olympus 35mm Tom bought me – and that was subsequently stolen from…
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Yesterday morning as Max enjoyed his breakfast, I sipped my coffee and watched the clouds drift across an electric blue sky… a sky so blue I imagined God uploading it to Picasa and hitting the 'saturate' button to achieve it. Two Great Blue Herons flew down the Hollow in front of me, following the creek…
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Leash-walking a newly-spayed-and-coned puppy several times in the night through the overgrown "wild grass" on our driveway in my nightgown and flip-flops… not my idea of fun. But meeting the full moon right outside the door… stepping out into a world washed with its light… hearing the distant howl of coyotes… …pure magic. (And almost…
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It was dawn, but little light filtered through the gray clouds; Belle was merely a shadow on the other side of the French doors, a silhouette of a well-behaved puppy, sitting politely, patiently. I couldn't see her eyes, but I knew she was watching me, silently begging for an early walk. I can't resist puppy…
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"The butterfly counts not months, but moments, and has time enough." ~ Rabindranath Tagore The Hollow is filled with butterflies these days… word got out about all of the beautiful wildflowers, I suppose. Many of them are too quick for me and my camera, but this beauty stayed put long enough for me to snap several shots. …
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I rolled into Galveston after dark. It was the final section of the I-45 Time Tunnel I'd been traveling for almost an hour, seeing each of the sites clearly despite nightfall. Perhaps better, because the darkness blocked reality, allowing me to see each place as I remembered it… …there was Almeda Mall and its movie…
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