Spring is almost here, and I’m very much looking forward to it. I know that every living thing goes through a cycle of generation, maturity, and death, but it seems like we’ve been in an especially active death period of late.
The sad bridesmaid of Fountain Avenue? Gone. The armored guards of Los Feliz Boulevard? Gone. Sunset Boulevard’s Ape Boy? Gone*. The lava rock houses in Hollywood formerly occupied by the Melrose Witch (who herself retired to Florida some years ago)? Gone, for all intents and purposes.
The lava rocks have been removed, chintzy sconces have been added, and it’s been painted BEIGE.
I have to remind myself that while these wonderful things may be gone, spring is the time of regeneration. A whole new crop of wonderful things is supposed to spring up any day now. Let’s get going, spring.
What did they do with all that lava rock?
You commented in the post comments, Ross! Hooray Ross!