I’m crazy about clocks, any kind, any shape, anywhere, any size. Just let me see a clock, and I will want to own it, whether I need it or not.
We aren’t talking reasonable fetish. We are talking something deep in my DNA, the old itch that can’t be scratched.
I do my best not to purchase every clock I see, sometimes just listening to it, touching it, admiring it or watching it satisfies this timely urge.
So I decided to share pictures of just a few of the clocks I have in my house. Understand, no one said they were pretty, expensive, decorative, or even running, I just have them to enjoy at my leisure.
Tick Tock, Tick Tock