It’s not time to change the clocks yet – that’s almost a month away (November 4th for the US). We’ll have a brighter morning (for a little while) and darkness will fall a lot sooner! On those weekends, one in the fall and one in the spring, I walk through the house advancing or decreasing the clocks. And we have a few:
This one is on the wall of our bedroom. We bought it in Wickford, at a shop that has gone out of business. It complements the white, distressed bedroom furniture and reminds me of Bermuda. Even though I’ve never been to Bermuda.
This is Jim’s alarm clock. I don’t need one anymore! He sets it for 4:30 on weekend mornings, because he has two long days and hates to rush, but he’s almost always awake before the alarm goes off with its annoying, persistent beep-beep-beep.
This little one hangs on the wall in our bathroom upstairs. It doesn’t seem to work anymore, but I don’t care. It’s heavy brass with little nautical flags around it, and I like it.
This little battery-operated clock sits on the piano I rarely play anymore. It was a wedding gift from one of my mother’s friends, and it fits in anywhere. I just pull the whole face off and change the battery when it slows down.
This clock is in our downstairs bathroom. It looks like it belongs on a boat, doesn’t it? We bought this one in Wickford, too, probably around the time we thought we’d have a boat. Then we realized we’d need a boat guy, too. So we have the clock.
This was, I think, the gift I gave to my husband on our 10-year wedding anniversary. It has to be wound every week, and he gets a little recalcitrant with that sometimes. He silenced the chime because the dog went crazy every time she heard it.
This one came out a bit blurry. It sits high above the window over our kitchen sink, and says “Chateauneuf-du-Pape” on it, like the label from an exquisite bottle of wine. Also from Wickford (seems like every time we were there we had to buy a clock!). The clock is great, but I’d rather have the wine!
Bonnie Raitt sings in “Nick of Time” ‘life gets mighty precious, the less there is to waste.’ Don’t we know it! A clock will let you know what time it is, but not how to spend it. Enjoy the weekend!