Tweed and Tartan Thursday. . .

The upper half early today (7:45am-ish) while enjoying a coffee, a piece of Lemon Pound Cake, and reading over a stack of informal student written responses in the cafe before office hours. The season's first tartan tie along with a Harris Tweed jacket that I picked up for less the US$10 a couple of years ago in one of my old thrifting hunts back in Central Illinois.

And the lower half, including some Merino Wool Fair Isle knee-length socks from Dapper Classics.

Cooler here in Mid-Michigan today, obviously, or I would have not been able to stand the warmer tweed and corduroy for long. Even cooler this weekend apparently. Can the shaggy dog and Fair Isle sweaters be far behind?

-- Heinz-Ulrich.

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