The Luxury of Time
There is something so enchanting about the gentle sound of a masterfully created timepiece. My love affair with the timepieces began long ago, falling in love with a gorgeous piece of art that was my grandparents Grandfather clock. Sitting with great authority in the foyer in their massive home, echoing up the circular staircase, with its confident announcements of the time; there was a great comfort in that clock, as though it was a father watching over its family giving them a sense of comfort merely with its presence. As I would fall asleep, I smiled to myself when the house quieted and all I could hear was that lovely clock.
During the day, as the sunshine would pour into the window and glint off the gold weights and pendulum, I would sit at the base of the stairs mesmerized by the structured movement and the quiet strength it exuded. They have long passed and whatever became of the clock, I am unsure; it must have been passed on to one of the adult children, I am sure, as there were many of them. What remains, in me, is an indelible memory of an experience with a clock that endures and stirred my fascination.
Angela TunnerFounding Editor in Chief, Eat Love Savor magazine editor(at)eatlovesavor(dot)com