Long Hollow

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Realtor, writer, blogger in Austin, TX

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  • Love justice, you who judge the Earth…

    …think of the Lord in goodness and seek Him in integrity of heart. (Wisdom 1:1) Tom has been sleeping in starts and stops in between hours of lying in bed, wide awake. Last week he spent hours on a jury faced with a child abuse case – he was inundated with the kind of details that sink into…

  • Just Me and Stoney, Dusting and Thinking

    I think Kendall's graduation cap and braided ropes hadn't been touched since she placed them on that chest right after the ceremony last June. I untangled the cords, hung them on a hook, and propped her cap up on her dresser. Stoney LaRue's voice floated in from the livingroom speakers…"May God bless you and keep you always, may your wishes…

  • 24 Hours Later…

    There are more truths in 24 hours of a [person's] life than in all the philosophies. – Raoul Vaneigem This struck a chord in me when I read it today. After a quick Googling and Wiki-read of Raoul, I'm not sure I would agree with him on much else, but on this we agree…what a difference…

  • A Short Walk in the Shadows

    On clear days, the morning sunshine spills and splashes into the hollow, but there are places it doesn't reach…spots where the road hugs tight to a steep side of a hill and down along the creek and other places in the woods where the sunlight can't pass through the leaves on the oak trees. There are days…

  • How’d they know?

    I started dumping my thoughts and memories on paper when I was 8 years old and continued for years, on through high school, mostly in those little 5 year diaries with the flimsy locks. I ignored the boundary lines that were supposed to separate yearly entries…I sometimes used up several pages for one day. Sadly, when I moved…

  • Lesson #78

    In one of my earliest memories, I'm lying in bed with my mother perched beside me…teaching me…"Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray the Lord my soul to keep…" A few years later, she decides I'm old enough for a little more…"Our Father who art in heaven, hallowed be thy name…" The past couple of…

  • Minutes Tucked Away

    Frankie pecked at the door this morning – "where the heck are you?" – pulling me away from my writing and out for our morning walk, later than normal. I was entangled with words and story, reluctant to stop, unaware of the time. The sun was already up above the hill, the hollow full of…

  • Writing…and not writing

    I expected a stormy afternoon. Instead, blue skies and a brisk wind greeted me when I stepped outside after work…invigorating weather that makes you want to forget about to-do lists and go hiking in the woods. So that's what I did when I got home – I joined Tom and the boys for a walk…

  • Spirits Bound by Timeless Love and Sweetness

    This past weekend – a glorious Texas-style autumn weekend of golden sunshine, blue skies, vivid sunsets and star-filled nights – my house was filled with laughter and voices that have kept me company off and on for more than 30 years…some for more than 40…bringing back memories of those first slumber parties when we ate…

  • My List

    I just stumbled through the door, home after an afternoon of shopping with Kendall…after breakfast and lunch with precious friends…after a night of just 5 hours of sleep because I wanted to enjoy every minute I had with these 'girls' of my youth who gathered at my house for the weekend to celebrate Ann's birthday.…