The clock

I love my neighborhood.  It’s great.  More often than not, I’m disappointed that I don’t take advantage of it.  I found an antiques store today with this art deco clock that winds up with a key.  It was intricately carved and I really wanted to take it home, even though I didn’t have a place for it.

Not to mention that it wasn’t working, and I don’t really know any horologists that can fix it.

There was also a lot of rhinestone jewelry and old looking brooches.  I may speak to the proprietor sometime to try and get photos of the items in store.