Time

A clock ticks away on my mantle piece.
Clocks, and their associated piles of gears and springs, are quintessential Steampunk artifacts.
Everyone needs to have a pocket watch, or two or three, but what do we do with these intricate machines? Why in Victorian times was it necessary for Gentlemen and Ladies to have watches?
Perhaps this piece is part of the answer.
Carpe Diem.

“Try to imagine a life without timekeeping.

You probably can’t.

You know the month, the year, the day of the week.

There is a clock on your wall or the dashboard of your car.

You have a schedule, a calendar, a time for dinner or a movie.

Yet all around you, timekeeping is ignored.

Birds are not late.

A dog does not check its watch.

Deer do not fret over passing birthdays.

Man alone measures time.

Man alone chimes the hour.

And, because of this, man alone suffers a paralyzing fear that no other creature endures.

A fear of time running out.”

― Mitch Albom, The Time Keeper

 
Keep your sightglass full, your firebox trimmed and your water iced.
KJ