Monday, November 9, 2015
My mechanical mind needs feeding too often I think. I need a challenge. I bought an 80 year old clock that I'm restoring and this is the movement. It's a Seth Thomas Sonora chime clock that has bells for chimes instead of rods. Bells are pretty unique for chiming mantle clocks. They eventually switched to rods because they're easy to manufacture and tune. I now have to put the front plate on. Lots of fun lining up the gears with the holes. I'll post a pic of the clock when I'm done with it.
Sunday, September 27, 2015
I don't like the desert. I've probably made that pretty clear by some of my previous posts. Yet, it does have beauty if I care to look. This caught my eye in Arches National Monument. One must bloom where one is planted although I still don't feel very rooted here in Arid-zona. I miss the green as I've whined about before.
Monday, August 3, 2015
Friday, May 15, 2015
For those who visit here often and wonder what I'm up to, well, my "grasshopper mind" has jumped on to something else to keep me occupied. I'm repairing clock movements. The engineer in my blood needs something mechanical. I bought a clock kit when I was first married and have kept it going since. I recently had to overhaul the movement so I thought I'd try some others and I now have six that work and need cases. I've designed one and I need to build it. I'll post a photo of it when done.
Friday, January 16, 2015
Friday, January 2, 2015
Today is the twenty-four-thousanth-eight-hundred-twenty-second day of the rest of my life. So onward and upward or at least forward. Hopefully.
I had in the past made New Year's resolutions but never was able to keep them. However, I made one some years back that I've kept until today. I suppose I should have broken it yesterday, that being the first of the year, but why mess with my track record of being unreliable. I promised, a ways back, to never make a New Year's resolution, to which I have been surprisingly faithful. I now break my resolve, and resolve to write something here on this blog daily. That is until I quit. It may be at the end of the year or tomorrow. I find I am hard to predict. The one or two who visit here can hold me accountable, or try.
Having fulfilled my promise for the first, that is the second day of this year, I anxiously wait to see if I will continue tomorrow.