Thursday, August 20, 2009

Musing



Our friend died at midnight on Tuesday. Appropriate: "Midnight Hour" was one of his band songs.

The two cats were in the kitchen together for two minutes without any griping from Audrey. After two minutes, she got over it, growled, hissed, and went back to looking for mice under the refrigerator.

The darkroom last night was a wonderful refuge. I developed a couple of photographs that made me proud. I also this week blew up several of my color photographs to 11x14 and was pleasantly surprised by how they turned out. I'm putting them in the dining room tonight.

Up and down, up and down. Life.

5 comments:

MitMoi said...

Mamie - I am so sad for you to hear about Fred.

You are right - he had an amazing growl to his voice - that was like oozing molasses. (and I mean that in the best way.)

Thank you so much for inviting me to listen to him perform. It was indeed an honor to hear him sing.

mamie said...

Thanks, Leslie (it's Frank).

Virginia S. Wood, PsyD said...

Sorry for your loss.

Greta said...

I'm sorry you've lost a friend.

Ally said...

Heya Mamie...I'm so sorry for the loss of your friend. It sounds like he brightened the lives of many. Take comfort that Frank is at peace now, without any pain or suffering. He is in a better place, and no doubt, making the angels smile and dance with oodles of joy.

:o)