Long Hollow

Where seeds of thought have room to grow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

Category: Spinning Plates

  • Adding to my collection…

    I started substitute teaching again. Three years ago I started a (mostly) full-time job and, except for Voting Day and a couple of quick visits to talk about writing to students, I didn't step a foot into the schools during that time. I missed it, and I'm so grateful the district accepted me as a sub…

  • Catching My Breath (and other Sweet!s)

    I haven't blogged in a whole week. I think that's a record.  Snippets and ideas for posts have popped in my head – random words are scribbled on scraps of paper all over the house and in the car – but I haven't been able to stop long enough to work them into full posts.…

  • Sunsets that Kiss the Sky, Silly Things That Make Me Cry, and other sweets of the week

    I'm late with my sweet!s. It feels like a whole month was stuffed into last week…highs and lows, late nights and early mornings, and miles and miles on the road. I've only been home long enough to sleep the past few days. I haven't even gone on a morning walk with my puppies since Friday!…

  • A Message From Myself Out of the Past

    Epiphany (-nies) Knotted muscle in my neck…can't quite catch my breath…geez, it's only Jan. 4 and I'm already stressing about how to get everything accomplished that I want to do this year! I wish I could resolve to have an extra six hours each day – that would help! Twenty-four doesn't seem to be nearly enough.…

  • Looking Back, Looking Forward

    "A writer is somebody for whom writing is more difficult than it is for other people." ~ Thomas Mann If that's so, then I'm definitely a writer. There are times when writing isn't just difficult for me – it's pure hell. But other times it's heaven, and that's why I stand here in January of…

  • ‘F’ Words for 2012

    In 2011, my thoughts ran wild like mustangs, my energy scattered into all different directions trying to chase them down. True, creativity needs space and the freedom to run wild for a bit, to stretch its legs and grow strong… but if those thoughts scatter too far in too many directions… if they never return…

  • Gifts

    O Sunrise, splendor of light eternal and sun of righteousness:Come and enlighten those who dwell in darkness and the shadow of death. This sunrise was a gift, a splash of tangerine through my window reminding me that light conquers darkness, that each new day is a promise fulfilled, a gift to savor. I rose at 4:30 this…

  • Ssssh! Don’t Tell my Mom! (plus the Shutterfly winners)

    Life has gotten crazy busy. My oldest son and his girlfriend are heading here this evening, joined by a few of his 'old' college buddies who are driving in from Dallas. Tomorrow is his birthday and he's letting me celebrate it with him for the first time in years and years… well, since he left…

  • Summer, a fading memory

    A splash of light from my iPhone guided me through the dark to my car last night. The wedding guests were long gone and only one light glowed in the winery Bistro behind me.  Pausing in a clearing, I gazed up at the stars crowded around a sliver of moon. My frosty breath rose to greet…

  • “The Best Laid Schemes…” (What happened to Monday and Tuesday?)

    According to my calendar, I'm in Galveston right now, visiting my friend Ann, finally getting to see the cute little Victorian house she's fixing up and browsing through some wonderful eclectic shops. Things don't always go according to plan, though, do they? Instead of strolling the tourist-free beaches and staying up late talking and laughing…