Long Hollow

Where seeds of thought have room to grow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

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  • Goodbye, weekend! I’ll miss you!

    The sun came out for the first time in days today. I made sure I slipped outside to feel its warmth on my skin. I've heard it's only visiting for a couple of days, then it's off again … a gypsy sun, just popping in and out… so I didn't want to miss it! I…

  • Happy First Birthday, Belle! (my Friday, um…Saturday favorite photos)

    Dear Miss Belle, It's hard for me to imagine now, watching you run down the road in front of me in that funny way you have, where your rear-end flies up higher than your head, that I ever debated the puppy question at all.  When I see Max's face light up at the sight of…

  • A Nose Update, No Sleep, and other Thursday Tidbits

    The Nose I can't imagine – don't want to imagine – how it feels to have big chunks of plastic shoved up your nose filling up the entire space so that you need to breathe through your mouth but your throat is in red, raw agony from the trach tube shoved down it a week…

  • Learning to Soar

    On a recent walk through the Hollow, Tom spotted four ducks paddling around on our neighbor's pond in the distance, just minding their own business. I wondered if it was the Mallard couple who used to visit every year, stopping by with their all-grown-up babies. Probably not. Maybe. It didn't matter – I just knew…

  • Gray Days and Peace

    A gray day spent dealing with frustrations over computer glitches, rude people, and staff who are so quick to deny responsibility for a problem that they fail to listen or offer productive advice (their job – what my money is paying them to do.) A day I dreaded, because I anticipated all of these problems…

  • Pink Skies, Random Thoughts

    Pink clouds, pink skies have greeted my ascension to the dirt road the past two mornings … a nice change from the woolen grays and mist that have been waiting up there for me lately. I've noticed that a pink sky or one filled with clouds that look dipped in pink-orange paint lighten my heart…

  • Balance

    Silly me. I'm longing for balance in my life, between work and play, book and blog, drums and laundry, sleep and wakefulness … but I envisioned this balance as a stagnant thing, like evenly weighed scales. Boring. Life is about moving, and now I realize balance is a verb, a see-saw in constant motion, each…

  • 2011, so far…

    Whew. Is it just me, or is this year already going by too fast?  The tree is down, bills are paid, my desk is clean, but Christmas ornaments are scattered around the livingroom, dirty dishes fill the sink, laundry is waiting to be folded, my email inbox is inundated, and I haven't blogged in two…

  • “Hey, hey, hey – don’t let another moment slip away!” (Singing my New Year’s Resolution)

    I don't normally make resolutions – I figure if there's an improvement to make or goal to set, why not start today, right now? But this year is different. I'm adopting a song as my New Year's Resolution, a chant for the coming year to help me get through those inevitable stormy days:  "Hey, Hey, Hey" by…

  • The Piano

    I sit in a corner of Mam-ma's bedroom in front of the piano, fingers splayed in position, tapping out the notes I'm reading from my Lesson Book. Or my sister's – I liked her music more than mine. The piano is an upright, with old family photos displayed on top that distract me.  There's one…