Shall I compare Brasso to a summer’s day? Thou art more shiny and much more fragrant. Rough hands do shake the bottle ’til empty, And Eight ounces’ lease hath all too short a rent. I’m beginning to puzzle out the mysteries of my … Continue reading Shall I compare Brasso to a Summer’s Day?: Amelia Cuckoo 2
I’ve been needing a naming convention for the clocks I work on, and I’ve finally settled on the storm method. I danced around using the Greek Alphabet (alpha, beta, gamma, …) or the NATO phonetic alphabet (alpha, bravo, charlie, …) … Continue reading Amelia Cuckoo
It may have predated Top 40, but it was still a hit. In 1876 Henry Clay Work would have topped any chart (if they existed) with “My Grandfather’s Clock“, a moving song about a clock that ticks faithfully until the … Continue reading My Grandfather’s (or Grandmother’s) Clock
Have you taken the time to thank your great-great-grandparents today? Perhaps you should. My wonderful Aunt Julie volunteered her clock to this week’s date night, inherited from her mother (my grandmother), and to my grandmother presumably from her grandparents in … Continue reading Date Night Week 2: Thank you Great-Great-Grandparents!