Showing posts with label TIME. Show all posts
Showing posts with label TIME. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 30, 2019

Passage of Time. . . . . . . . . . .


. . . . . . . . time flies, time heals, there's never enough of it, and it passes far too quickly. 

Recent brief stop at IKEA during a trip to Charlotte, NC was just to look around.
 I like to see what's new in the modern design world, find perhaps a few items to put
 away for gifts later - I like their kitchen/storage items - and grab a couple of 
bars of dark chocolate (IKEA's is good, inexpensive, and hopefully good for 
you . . . . . in small doses).


Made time for all that and discovered this, the modern take on the hourglass.
It came in two sizes with different color sand - I chose the larger
with 'sand' more like very minute creamy colored pearls, fascinating as they pour
steadily, silently, calmly through the neck.
Sometimes one just needs to sit, clear one's mind and let time take its time.
How much precious time passes as the sand trickles?
3 minutes & 8 seconds.

An hourglass (or sandglass, sand timer, sand clock or egg timer) is a device
 used to measure the passage of time. It comprises two glass bulbs connected vertically 
by a narrow neck that allows a regulated trickle of material (historically sand) from
 the upper bulb to the lower one. 
Factors affecting the time it measured include sand quantity, sand coarseness,
 bulb size, and neck width. 
Hourglasses may be reused indefinitely by inverting the bulbs once the
 upper bulb is empty. Depictions of hourglasses in art survive in large numbers
 from antiquity to the present day, as a symbol for the passage of time. 
These were especially common sculpted as epitaphs on tombstones or other
 monuments, also in the form of the winged hourglass, a literal depiction of the
 well-known Latin epitaph tempus fugit ("time flies").        
~  via Wikipedia  ~


"If I could save time in a bottle. . . . ."
Jim Croce ~ 1973

Friday, May 23, 2014

If I could save time in a bottle……


Yesterday flew by in a fog, as are all the days lately.
I have a lot on my plate at present as we are preparing for a big trip.
The weather has turned hot again, temperatures in the 90's requiring 
dragging the hoses through the garden as the nights are staying very warm also. 
Leaving home always requires attention to so many things, indoors and out. 


I'll be taking a break from here for a couple of days. Tomorrow a very special blog 
friend will be visiting and then Memorial Day will probably be one of those bustling 
holidays where anything can happen, even when plans haven't been firmed up.

Old bottles - Durack Homestead, Kununurra, Western Australia - September 2012

The beautiful lyrics of the late Jim Croce's song
came to mind this morning. 

Time In A Bottle

If I could save time in a bottle
The first thing that I'd like to do
Is to save every day till eternity passes away
Just to spend them with you

If I could make days last forever
If words could make wishes come true
I'd save every day like a treasure and then
Again, I would spend them with you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with

If I had a box just for wishes
And dreams that had never come true
The box would be empty, except for the memory of how
They were answered by you

But there never seems to be enough time
To do the things you want to do, once you find them
I've looked around enough to know
That you're the one I want to go through time with

Jim Croce 1943-1973