There are moments in horological history where progress doesn’t arrive in a flourish of invention or artistry, but in something altogether quieter. The rise of electric clocks—specifically the synchronous type—is one of those stories. No dazzling complications, no sapphire casebacks, and no Geneva stripes. Just practicality, reliability, and a low, …

Hamilton has always been one of those brands that quietly stirs something in me. Not in the way that haute horology does, nor with the thunderous appeal of tool watch icons, but with a sort of affectionate curiosity. There’s a legacy there. A real one. And while I admire its …