Fun With French Clocks

Late last week, I placed an absentee bid on a beautiful antique French bronze cartel clock that was on the block at a local auction house.  On Tuesday, I received an e-mail from them telling me I was the lucky new owner, so off I drove to pick up my spoils.

I was amazed how heavy the clock is!  It must weigh at least 30 pounds, and there was no obvious way to hang it on a wall -- just some recessed slots on the back.  It's been sitting in a large box, swathed in newspaper and bubble wrap all week, but today, the amazing Mr. W tackled the challenge of hanging our new timepiece on the dining room wall in such a way that it would not come crashing down and kill some hapless soul.  After a couple of trips to the hardware store to purchase various seriously big bolts and high-tech toggling screws, here is the finished result.  How clever he is!

(Extra shots are of the Supermoon rising over Bridgewater this evening)