Tempus Fugit (313/365)

“Time is flying, never to return.”

Virgil [Publius Vergilius Maro] (70-19 B.C.), Roman poet. Georgics, bk. 3, l. 284 (29 B.C.). The Latin, fugit irreparabile tempus, is usually quoted tempus fugit.

TIME:  2:04 PM
PLACE:  Backyard
SUBJECT:  Sundial

I just realized it’s NOVEMBER!  I mean, I know what month it is, but holy crow…Christmas is only 45 days away.  How’d that happen?  We are having such beautiful weather – it made it up to 78 degrees today and it is supposed to stay in the low 70’s and remain mostly sunny until Saturday.  With weather like this, I cannot begin to wrap my mind around the encroaching Christmas season and I don’t even want to try…I’m just going to enjoy the lovely weather we’re having and not think about the holidays until after Thanksgiving.  Who’s with me?

Time Marches On (238/365)

 
“the clock
Beats out the little lives of men.”
 
Alfred Tennyson (1809-1892), British poet. In Memoriam A. H. H., Fr. II, l. 7-8) . . Tennyson; a Selected Edition. Christopher Ricks, ed. (1989) University of California Press.

TIME:  9:14 PM
PLACE:  Living Room
SUBJECT:  Baby Ben alarm clock

My big thrift score for the day…a vintage Baby Ben wind up alarm clock.  A mere quarter was paid to the Senior Citizen’s thrift store and it was mine.  I love hearing the “tick, tock, tick, tock” and the kids got a kick out of hearing the ringing alarm.  Oh, how I love digging through boxes hoping to find treasures at bargain prices.  All in all, I spent $2.25 for two grocery sacks full of goodness.  In addition to the clock, I also scored some vintage Christmas items and quite possibly the best ornament ever for the “Ugly Ornament Exchange” – it is so simplistic in its design, yet so unique.  I’d love to take a picture, but I need to keep it a surprise for the annual tradition.  It won’t be long, the way time is flying, the holidays will be here before I know it.