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.