Long Hollow

Where seeds of thought have room to grow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

Category: Odd Jobs

  • A Weekend of Reunions

     "Be the first to hit the dance floor." ~ Love, Dove Finding this in my chocolate wrapper today made me laugh. I'm frantically tying up loose ends and scratching to-do's off of lists so I'm ready to hit the road with my Lago girls first thing in the morning. Today is the eve of our…

  • Me in a Hard Hat

    "I can't picture you in a hard hat," Bob from my church told me after reading "A View from a Catwalk".  I've spent the last two days thumbing through thirteen years of photos in preparation for a DuPont reunion and thought of Bob every time I came across one of me in my hard hat.…

  • A Week’s Worth of Sweets

    It rained today.  For the first time in months, I heard thunder. I felt raindrops. I was at work, busy with customers and orders and separate checks, but even though I couldn't really dance in the rain, in my mind I imagined I was. And it felt great! Sweet!   Last Sunday I met friends…

  • When you’re down and troubled…

    "…and you need a helping hand. And nothing, nothing is going right…"   "Close your eyes and think of me and soon I will be there…" I covered for our church secretary yesterday afternoon so she could keep a doctor's appointment. It doesn't pay much, but sitting in her chair even for a short time…

  • Horizons

      Disturb us, Lord, when  We are too well pleased with ourselves,  When our dreams have come true  Because we have dreamed too little,  When we arrived safely  Because we sailed too close to the shore. – Sir Francis Drake I have a map in my mind, with huge circles drawn around several destinations. I've…

  • Detours (and my Friday Favorite Photo)

    This has been one crazy, zig-zagging, bouncing, stretching-myself-across-so-many-things-I-think-I'm-going-to-pop kind of week. One of those weeks where everything is high priority and you just can't procrastinate any longer. So you just do it all, period, and try your best to get some sleep. Things like a writing deadline, a book review deadline, a contact list to…

  • When work doesn’t feel like work…. and Saturday’s “Sweet!” Report

    Never, ever did I dream of being a waitress. And yet, here I am, spending a Saturday dressed in black, small apron neatly tied around my waist, order pad in hand… Life is so funny. I've stumbled into a job that feels like a hobby. Don't get me wrong… I work at it!  I sweat…

  • Birdbrained and Ridin’ Dirty…

    This bird didn't know where it was going! Seeing its zig-zaggy tracks made me laugh – it's exactly how I feel these days, bouncing from writing my book to writing blog posts to photography to 'paycheck' work to blog-reading to my jewelry business to my personal history business to house stuff to to-do lists to…

  • 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…

  • New Directions and Aching Feet – plus Friday Favorite Photos

    For the past decade of my life, whenever the trail I was following narrowed to a dead-end, a new path would suddenly appear. Now I've begun watching for those trailheads. At times it feels like I'm wandering through a maze – if I think about it, it seems a little scary, but I just need…