Keith is attempting to repair my mother's Sessions mantel clock (which belonged to her grandmother) which gets gummed up by the ocean humidity in their beach house. Every few years he takes the whole thing apart, cleans all the cogs and whirlygigs, and puts it back together. It's being more stubborn than usual this go-around though; it keeps stopping for no apparent reason. So it has become an addition to our kitchen table where Keith can keep a steady eye on it as he tries to restore time to its regular flow.
3 comments:
Now hey! If that worked you would be filthy rich. Oh, if I could only slow it down sometimes!
That looks like quite a project!
What a beautiful clock! Hope he can get it working right again.
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