Today is the annual town-wide yard sale event here in my quiet Watertown. Just what we need, actually, two weeks after SWAT teams, snipers and other manhunt teams were swarming our streets in search of the Boston Marathon bombing suspects. Now all that’s mostly in the past (sort of), and we can concentrate on “dollar” items like that crystal decanter, upper right. But, sorry, the Alessi cruet tray (left) is NFS, just there because I needed a shiny moon shape to set off the Indian hand puppets ($5 for the pair) in this still life. No early birds, please. Right.