A Brass Pendulum Ride: Part 30

I bounced out through the front door and hopped along the pavement until a ticking sound drew me into the alcove of a vintage clock shop. Resting on a velvet cloth near the open display window was a polished, clean brass clock pendulum bob shaped like a smooth, dished saucer. Gathering my momentum, I gave an eager leap straight into its gleaming golden bowl! My squishy base yielded comfortably against the cool metal, molding right into the shallow hollow. The added weight set the brass rod swaying in a slow, rhythmic arc. I let out a cheerful, trilling chirp as the gentle swinging rocked me back and forth, catching the soft afternoon light in spotless golden ripples. #Squishmallow #SquishyToys #Squishey @cataww234