Where seeds of thought have room to grow
Category: Sweet!
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Wednesday evening I spent an hour sitting at my in-law's dining room table working on a post to update you on our Florida week. I just had one more image to add before I hit 'publish' when Tom's laptop froze on me. As a last ditch effort, I refreshed the page. Poof! My post vanished! Sigh. …
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I stepped out into a frosted world… even the tops of the cedars sparkled in the first rays of morning light peeking into the Hollow. The frozen mud crunched with each footstep. Like a tourist with their first glimpse of the Grand Canyon, I snapped photo after photo of crystal-crusted oak leaves, flowers, blades of grass,…
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I was 26. I had felt the life inside of me, kicking my ribs, pressing on my bladder. Had heard the amplified swoosh swoosh of the heartbeat in the doctor's office. Had spent all night and most of the morning gritting my teeth and breathing heh-heh-heh through the waves of pain. And then, there…
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Back in October, Shutterfly approached me with a holiday card offer. I love Shutterfly, although I haven't used it as much as I'd like, and now (yay!) they were offering me the the chance to get 50 free cards, plus offer three of my readers 25 free cards each! But because of my "Thanksgiving Comes…
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"Simplify, organize, simplify…" a small voice has been chanting in my head lately, making it difficult to concentrate. So when my friend Gwen invited me to add some of my things to her garage sale this weekend, I jumped on the chance to de-clutter. By yesterday morning, my car was loaded with two large boxes for the…
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There I was, walking along with my puppies on our dirt road yesterday morning, the sun just barely peeking into the Hollow, when suddenly Max and Belle caught a whiff of something exciting and took off in a full run. I thought they would stop after a few yards as they usually do, but to…
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Today is the fifth of November. How can that be? Does anyone else feel the swoosh of time flying by? If I'm not careful, with just a blink it will be December Eve. November is full of writing challenges – novel writing, nonfiction writing, blogging… Why? Who decided this was a month to focus on writing?…
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My Friday drifted away from me. I had a tight grip on it but then next thing I knew it was gone. It was one of those impulsive days… the kind where I start one thing and in the middle veer off onto something completely different… where I get a lot of little things done…
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Last night Tom and I split a Subway sandwich for dinner, sitting on the restaurant's deck overlooking what used to be an arm of Lake Travis. Car tracks were visible, cutting right down the middle of the dry, grassy lake bed. Wanting a closer look, we headed to a nearby park, but we were distracted…
Long Hollow 