I rise and I fall throughout the day, I warn when heat can fry an egg, or when the cold bites hard enough to sting. Between those extremes, I measure everything. My markings decide how precise I can be.

I sink, yet people build with me. I’m known for the coast, but also for arid land. I’m measureless, but people use me to measure time.

A warm embrace in the kitchen space. Splatters, spills and errant frills. I keep your clothes clean and safe.

I go on your feet before your shoes But I can also be a puppet

You can hammer me into the ground or find me interesting to read online. I can be made of wood, metal or created by your imagination. One will stop you and another will allow you to share