As a young child I was allowed to open the “window “ of my grandmothers white marble clock and turn the rather large brass key 6 times every Friday afternoon. It hasn’t worked for more than sixty years, but if I tilt it sideways it will chime. Such precious memories that sound brings back to me. How loved it still is. Thank you for sharing your own experience.
Nice work Jane ☺️ The time theme, of course, almost the greatest of human preoccupations, together with heart, often brings us to reflect on this cycle of life, full circle☝️ Sitting in a cafe on a sunny spring morning in Japan, busyness about, with 花見 🌸 kicking off ☺️
Oh, Jane, that's just beautiful. As Mr. Yamamoto's clock fell all I could think of was humpty dumpty... and all the king's horses and all the king's men. So touching. Thank you.
With my parents hiding the sugar cubes on top of the fridge, I remember being told the story of Humpty Dumpty pretty frequently.
Visualize: Chair pulled to the counter top, small child balancing on top of the counter to reach the top of the fridge... that was a good comparison then too. 😉
My husband never gives (or receives) a knife without a coin.
If you are wondering about those watches and clocks, I recently saw a program about what to do with treasures left to us ... among the suggestions were taking photographs, or displaying / framing some of the items that held special memories. Perhaps you could find a collector for what is left ... tiny parts may bring life to other pieces. Happy Easter to you and the family x
Such a lovely tribute to Mr Yamamoto's clock. My father once rented part of a huge, ancient house. In the main part of the house lived a clock mender and collector (are they always entwined?). The sight of all the clocks, many of them standing clocks, and the sound of them all ticking and chiming was an astonishing experience.
A lovely story and the first thing I read this morning.
My bedside clock is digital and I think it must be possessed (in a nice way.) Whenever I glance at it, it is more than often 2:22 or 4:44 etc. I call it “seeing numbers” and it has happened for years. I once had a digital watch and I was always seeing 11:11 and 11 seconds! Thankfully, I have yet to see 6:66. Have a nice Time over Easter.
Wonderful ! Thank you Jane.
As a young child I was allowed to open the “window “ of my grandmothers white marble clock and turn the rather large brass key 6 times every Friday afternoon. It hasn’t worked for more than sixty years, but if I tilt it sideways it will chime. Such precious memories that sound brings back to me. How loved it still is. Thank you for sharing your own experience.
I love this! What joy Meg 😍
Sounds like my very worn, old teddy bear, whose growl only works if you tilt him sidewise. I think it works for me too! 🤣
Nice work Jane ☺️ The time theme, of course, almost the greatest of human preoccupations, together with heart, often brings us to reflect on this cycle of life, full circle☝️ Sitting in a cafe on a sunny spring morning in Japan, busyness about, with 花見 🌸 kicking off ☺️
Wonderful Paul! Enjoy Tokyo.
What a lovely story Jane. I am glad you kept Yamamoto sans Tokei.
Oh, Jane, that's just beautiful. As Mr. Yamamoto's clock fell all I could think of was humpty dumpty... and all the king's horses and all the king's men. So touching. Thank you.
Thank you Barbara! Yes, Humpty is a good comparison 😁
With my parents hiding the sugar cubes on top of the fridge, I remember being told the story of Humpty Dumpty pretty frequently.
Visualize: Chair pulled to the counter top, small child balancing on top of the counter to reach the top of the fridge... that was a good comparison then too. 😉
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Another wonderful piece, Jane.
My husband never gives (or receives) a knife without a coin.
If you are wondering about those watches and clocks, I recently saw a program about what to do with treasures left to us ... among the suggestions were taking photographs, or displaying / framing some of the items that held special memories. Perhaps you could find a collector for what is left ... tiny parts may bring life to other pieces. Happy Easter to you and the family x
Great ideas there Michelle. Happy Easter to you too x
Thank you for sharing a contemplative piece of writing for this day of reflection.
From time to time through our life’s work we meet people who respect what we do. A gift tends to convey this respectful positive thought.
I like the idea of setting a personal watch ahead of time.
To remember someone special through an artefact tends to connect us to their memory.
And you describe this well.
Hands of a human sort may need an ergonomic handle on a bread knife as osteoarthritis starts to make an impact.
I am always surprised by thoughtful human design.
May you travel well…
Thanks so much Carolyn
Such a lovely tribute to Mr Yamamoto's clock. My father once rented part of a huge, ancient house. In the main part of the house lived a clock mender and collector (are they always entwined?). The sight of all the clocks, many of them standing clocks, and the sound of them all ticking and chiming was an astonishing experience.
What an amazing scene you’ve conjured up! Thank you!
I love this insight into your journey Thank you for sharing this cameo of love
‘Cameo of love’ well said Kim
Thank you Jane,
A lovely story and the first thing I read this morning.
My bedside clock is digital and I think it must be possessed (in a nice way.) Whenever I glance at it, it is more than often 2:22 or 4:44 etc. I call it “seeing numbers” and it has happened for years. I once had a digital watch and I was always seeing 11:11 and 11 seconds! Thankfully, I have yet to see 6:66. Have a nice Time over Easter.
Leigh
Happy Easter Leigh. Thanks for taking the time to comment.