Alice took this picture of my tree. It grows in the park that stretches the length of St Leonards/Hastings where we live – a very beautiful park with everything from grassy spaces for family picnics to formal rose gardens to rare trees to wild spaces and a ghyll.
Every year I look for my tree blooming. It is a huge magnolia. This week, as you can see in the photo, it is breath-takingly beautiful.
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I loved this hat but found it impractical – too precarious, even with pins when my hair was long. I have another big shady sunhat that has a big crown, so I kept that and sent this (along with a couple of other unusual hats) to a friend who is often engaged on theatre projects.
Magnolia is so dazzling...they look like butterflies all clustered together to such a beautiful display.
ReplyDeleteHats are wonderful, but sometimes the right one is truly hard to find :)
Peace be with you today...
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I think your tree is lovely, as are you in a hat like that. xxoo
ReplyDeleteI will have to look up "ghyll."
ReplyDeleteI just finished the third book in your trilogy, and really had to cry over Peregrine's death. I think this ability to deal with death, unvarnished, and with both pain and dignity, is uncommon in contemporary fiction.
I occasionally buy a hat, but rarely wear them, except for a fleece one, on the coldest days of winter.
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ReplyDeletePeace with you too Maria, my friend! x
Thank you Julie, thank you Pilgrim!
I'm so glad you liked the story Pilgrim.
I have just the best winter hat - it is soft and handmade of black felted wool, a hat with a brim but you can bung it in a drawer or the bottom of a bag with no ill effects :0)
What a breath-taking tree! I can see why you'd look forward to its blooms each year.
ReplyDeleteThat is a very aesthetically pleasing hat. On looks alone it is lovely, but I am with you...it must be practical too and stay on your head! Out it goes!
:0) Yep
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