Thursday, February 21, 2008
It’s quiet. Too quiet.
In the solitude of my home, something is missing.
The little boys are sleeping. The big kids are at school. The radio is off, but still there is a sound that I’m not hearing. Where’s the tick, where’s the tock. Where are the Westminster Chimes; top of the hour, quarter past, half past, three-quarter past.
Yesterday was “Winds-day”, the day to wind the clock. I didn’t.