If you’ve stopped by the bookstore recently, you’ve probably noticed some of the shelves moved around (or disappeared) and ladders here and there. Well, feast your eyes on the image above: the green paint color of the plaster and lathe that has lain hid beneath our pegboard these past sixty-odd years. Not just any shade of green either, but a specific one I’ve encountered beneath many of our bookstore’s surfaces. At some point in the distant past, this building had an owner positively infatuated with this shade. I suspect the whole interior was done in this color, which has haunted every remodeling push we’ve made, underlying every scrape of the chisel and swing of the hammer like some sort of geological strata. I love it.

Anyhow, we’re going to blow in some insulation into the wall, which has remained uninsulated for 140+ years, and then cover it back up in wood paneling..