Chime clock

A few days ago the weights on my chime clock came to their last, lowest position possible and it stopped. The chains on it are designed to keep time for seven days and they had done due diligence. But as the momentum of those chain pulls was coming to an end, the clock needed adjustment. When the weather changes it may need to be sped up or slowed down a bit. The pendulum weight is brought closer to the body for speed or out into the world for leisure. Humidity, temperature, or sometimes I think the mystery of seasons changing impacts it. It's an interesting process and in a small way helps keep me connected to time. That time needs to be cared for and looked at as a subject unto itself is often missed. The chime clock "chimes" on the half hour. In the middle of a movie, the emotion is always annoyance. But then, the context of the movie is changed. It is within time and I'm responsible for that time. That's a blessing.

This clock was purchased in the home town my mom was born in. It is the same model that she experienced growing up. When she came to the U.S. so did the clock. I knew it until I was seven or eight when it was stolen along with everything else of any value one winter. Sometimes I wonder how she found connections with time. Growing up she joked that she would never make it to age 40. She didn't, dying at 39. May we all take those things that make time important just a little more seriously "today."