Usually the week following the 'changing of the clocks', as it's officially referred to around here, Jewel and I can be heard calling out to each other from anywhere in the house at any given moment to inquire as to the correct time...okay, only I can be heard.
I have to admit it usually takes me weeks to change the clocks or sometimes months and some clocks I just leave until the time changes back. Oh, and the clock in my truck?...it only displays the time from 'God knows where'.
Today I have another "as it's being carved" pic straight from my bench. Kind of an crazed Tiki look that's evolving.