But I can’t live without my used straw hat from South America.
["My hat hits the runway in my workshop": photos by GAH]
Does it remind me of a past trip to a far-off land?
["Work with me. Work with me"]
No. The flea market in Fenelon Falls, Ontario is only 330 km from my driveway.
Does it make me feel like I have animal attraction?
["There's nothing wrong with this hat - and it fits"]
Heavens no. But it’s a pretty fine hat - and it fits.
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Though I love winter, I look forward to a nice spring day, so me and my fine straw hat can strut our stuff on the way to coffee at The Red Roaster in Wortley Village.
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