Twila is doing her final packing today and I'm making sure I have enough tequila for tomorrow. There seems to be little chance that our hero will blog in the next couple of days, but she might succumb eventually to popular demand, so keep those cards and letters coming.
Meanwhile, hats.
Twila and I left Loveland in June with one suitcase each, so hats for winter were neither in our minds nor our suitcases. Soon enough (almost instantly, it now seems) the cold weather arrived and our ears were among the first body parts to notice. Usually that happened while we were downtown, so we scurried to buy hats from various vendors. And, naturally, we often forgot to take those hats on subsequent trips, so the process repeated. Here is our current collection, more than half of which will be at their new home in Loveland tomorrow... ACK!
(I realize that the last photo is a little fuzzy, but one of the hats [which one?] was already packed, so I couldn't retake the picture.)
3 comments:
So what happened to the New Year's Eve hat? Did that clueless blonde pick it off your head?
Do earmuffs count as a hat? Is this an east coast vs west coast cultural difference?
The NYE hat is in the second photo from the bottom. And you're right about earmuffs, but I claim poetic license.
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