It was an ordinary day. My wife was looking at the story I wrote about Sea Glass and told me I should look at one of the photos that she pinned on Pinterest in the Jewelry category on my board. OK, simple to do by going to Pinterest, opening my board and going to the Jewelry category. Yep, there was this neat photo of an old pocket watch that had the movement removed and in place of the gears was a small starfish and beautiful seaglass. Wow, some really pretty blues with a piece of white in there. I told her we should make one just like it with the old pocket watch that I had in my filing cabinet that belonged to someone that my dad knew years ago. When my father died about four years ago, on top of his refrigerator in his kitchen I found maybe two dozen watches and a pocket watch or two. Dad was a watchmaker by trade and people would always give him their watches to fix. He would put them on the fridge and get to them when he felt like it. After his death I put the leftovers in a manila envelope and stuck them in my filling cabinet, wondering if someone would call to ask about their watch. Well, it is time to use one of the pocket watches. Hey, thanks to whomever the watch belonged to at one time. I removed the back, pulSaturday, August 11, 2012
The "Desired Designer" Story
It was an ordinary day. My wife was looking at the story I wrote about Sea Glass and told me I should look at one of the photos that she pinned on Pinterest in the Jewelry category on my board. OK, simple to do by going to Pinterest, opening my board and going to the Jewelry category. Yep, there was this neat photo of an old pocket watch that had the movement removed and in place of the gears was a small starfish and beautiful seaglass. Wow, some really pretty blues with a piece of white in there. I told her we should make one just like it with the old pocket watch that I had in my filing cabinet that belonged to someone that my dad knew years ago. When my father died about four years ago, on top of his refrigerator in his kitchen I found maybe two dozen watches and a pocket watch or two. Dad was a watchmaker by trade and people would always give him their watches to fix. He would put them on the fridge and get to them when he felt like it. After his death I put the leftovers in a manila envelope and stuck them in my filling cabinet, wondering if someone would call to ask about their watch. Well, it is time to use one of the pocket watches. Hey, thanks to whomever the watch belonged to at one time. I removed the back, pul
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I WANT ONE!!! Whine, whine, whine. ☺ JS
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