Doubleshot Tuesday. . .

The upper half for today early this morning over coffee and the final 75 pages of The Preacher, by Camilla Lackberg, part of my Scandinavian and Nordic Detective Fiction course this semester.

A chilly, raw day today although much of our snow cover has gone here in the southern part of Lower Michigan. Still cold enough for tweed and sweaters though. The Donegal Tweed jacket shown above is one I found for about US$5 in a thrift/charity shop about three years ago. The label inside is virtually all in Irish Gaelic other than the bit about 100% wool. After the side and back seams were taken in by my old tailor, Mrs. V. back in Central during Fall 2014, it now fits very nicely over a thin sweater like the Land's End number in the photo. The dark green wool tie is another thrifted item by Bachrach, and the pocket square is the wool one purchased on sale at the start of the month from Put This On.

-- Heinz-Ulrich

On the bottom, a pair of navy Land's End dress cords with the, by now, usual L.L. Bean duck shoes and ski socks. I stepped in a deep puddle this morning crossing from the lot where I parked across to campus. Not looking where I was going. Imagine if I had worn one of my leather pairs of shoes and thin Merino wool dress socks? Uh-huh.

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