It is a sad day indeed.....

I am totally dismayed....

a little "p-o-ed",

and simply disheartened at the

announcement that

Metropolitan Home

is joining the long list of publications that are

biting the dust...

I hate that!

There is almost nothing that can turn my dull afternoon

into a bright evening, quicker than

a trip to the mailbox and

finding a brand new magazine....

and MH was one of the very best....

period.

It inspired my adoration of modern furniture,

"mid-century modern" as it is now

labeled.

I loved the dedication to fabulous

no FABULOUS photography,

and an extra wide format that it

boasted for many years.

It is a very sad day in the life of this

52 year old.

I love the "net",

but there is nothing as comforting on a

wet, rainy day
as curling up with a real work of art

which this magazine was....

I hope the bleeding stops soon,

Domino....very sad.

MH....sick.

no smiles today.

Death......

Well, we just don't know do we?

We don't know when it will come.

David and I went over to a friend's house today to check on him.

No one had heard from him in days, and we wanted to just make sure...

Well, there he was, laying on the kitchen floor, having fallen from his wheelchair.

We saw him from the back window to his living room.

Snow on the ground, dog barking at the door,

too many newspapers on the front stoop, a call to 911,

police, medic, neighbors....

I heard the medic say he had been there for several days.

They assured us that it appeared to be "natural causes",

didn't feel very natural.....

Now we are at our home,

numb....

Poor guy, alone on the floor for days....

makes me sad.