A couple of days ago I was metaphorically patting my self on the back for accomplishing something high tech (for me) but today I was reminded that some low tech items and actions are also pretty special. I wound the clock that hangs on my dining room wall. It was a Christmas present from my husband about 40 years ago when we had moved into a very traditional center entry colonial and had decided that we needed some more traditional looking furnishings. With regular winding it has faithfully.ticked away the minutes of our lives and chimed the hours and half hours. It's not a loud clock, but at night, when it's very quiet, I can hear it ticking, even in my bedroom.
My daughter told me that when she was deployed in Iraq the second time she would fall asleep some nights imagining that she could hear the clock ticking. Now she has a wind up clock in her home. Hooray for low tech.
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