Friday, July 1, 2011

I love clocks... What does that mean?

I really think that it means I love beauty with a function.  Clocks have unique characteristics.  Some are very ornate, some are simple and essential and contemporary in design.  I have seen little lady-like clocks made of porcelain with flowers painted on, and I have seen Big Ben looming over London with its large black hands and the gilded numerals.

I have at least one clock in every room of my home.  Not just the digital clock on the bedside table or the kitchen microwave, but an analog clock that might even chime.  I have a grandfather clock in the living room, and a quartz clock set in a Waterford crystal column on my dressing table.  Just to name two.  And I can't leave out the clock I bought in memory of Mimi and PawPaw. It sits on my kitchen counter by the beautiful plate and our family money drawer. And the grandmother clock in my study. They are beautiful and they tell me the time of day.

So maybe that's why I love clocks.

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