September 3, 2010
The ringy-dingy clocks have finally made an appearance in the house. This week G brought down his ship’s bells clocks, and some others that make noise of their own. They aren’t all turned on right now, in deference to she who sleeps so lightly, and they’re spread out over the two floors so that one isn’t bombarded at night in the bedroom. It is nice to occasionally just “hear the time” as you’re puttering around the house, doing chores, whatever. Depending on the ambient noise level, they can be so unobtrusive that the time just barely registers in your consciousness.