The slow-motion demolition of The Club Room is underweigh.  (And yes, it’s “underweigh,” as in anchors aweigh!) The owner is retiring because of illness and everything in the store is half off. I picked up an adorable hand-painted canvas of a rabbit and am collaborating with my sister in Florida in choosing the colors of floss for it as a gift for her. There is a sweetly-sad expression on the rabbit’s face an incredibly hard thing to draw in any case, and particularly in this case, where the lines must match the grid of weave so it can be stitched. And all for half price.

The weather has turned chilly and wet again – maybe those decades-back forecasters warning of a new ice age were right after all?