Okay, the clock is not new. In fact the clock is older than I am. I posted about it before, and my efforts to get this family heirloom running reliably. After a lot of research, I took a chance on a clock repair service in Illinois that entailed removing the works from the clock proper, carefully packing it for shipping and sending it off to be rebuilt.
The repair took about twice as long as advertised, but this week the clock returned home, and I was able to re-install it in the case and once again our house is filled with the Westminster chimes every fifteen minutes.
It's a lot quieter than it was; before, the gears would grind and the mechanism would whir and the parts would click while pealing out the time. Now it just goes ding, dong, ding dong at the appointed intervals. You can't even hear the ticking of the clock - which I rather miss, actually.
Good news. The inter-neighbor war appears to have ended peacefully. The stakes in the ground that we mistook for a possible battlement (or at least a fence) is to mark the positioning of a hedge and a scattering of trees. Not ominous at all.
Saw an item in SXSW news about about some company introducing a mobile Alexis. This robot-like device is designed to follow you about and act as your personal AI assistant. I commented to Barb, "Why would anyone want Alexia following you around?" Her response was, "Well, maybe she could tell you what you went in there for."
And speaking of SXSW - that annual event that requires Austin residents to detour by way of Oklahoma City if our destination is south of downtown - what do you get when you combine thousands of electric scooters and thousands of event-goers who end up at the same event? A Bird nest.
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