On this beautiful wintry day, I woke up to a snow storm.  There was white covering the trees, hills and valleys where I live, and it was very beautiful.

The snow flakes were coming down, and gently floating and flowing with the breezes.  Not much accumulated on the ground, thankfully, as I had to get out and get to work!

I love to appreciate a beautiful scene, and especially so today, with this lovely snow.

Out of the big glass, French-door windows I saw that snow covered world outside, and I though of the man who designed our beautiful home, and recommended those big window-doors.  John Diebboll, our architect, passed away the other day.  He was only 54 – my age too.  Too young to go.

I remember him especially today, as I look around our beautiful home with its simple yet graceful and thoughtful details.  I see the really smart angles, the octagons in the original house that John played upon, giving us octagonal windows, curves on staircases, and in the hallways.  He designed a floor-through skylight – you can see sunlight and moonlight glowing through several floors!  He took a crowded first-floor, with no windows on that beautiful view, moved an old staircase, and gave us a floor-through view across several rooms.

John Diebboll was a brilliant artist, and very kind man.  I’ll never forget him visiting the house once finished.  He rolled-up in a maroon Citroen convertible with stylish sunglasses, and Fanny – his beautiful Visla puppy jumping out of the Citroen.  Such style.  Such a beautiful man.

He’ll be missed greatly, but we’ll think of him every day, every time we see those beautiful scenes and angles.