The Many Hats of an Adventure

Sunday, August 8, 2010

The sun did shine bright over Kentucky; I could find no reason not to go on my big adventure. Despite the fact karma tired to deter me, explode my hot water heater and ruined my adventure planning, I went anyway. I flew by the seat of my pants, and the adventure?

Was the “World’s Longest Yard Sale.” Yes, I braved the heat, the crowds, met the girls of my family and went on a scavenger hunt. Though it was not treasures I found that left a lasting impression. It was all the many hats, what kind of hats?

First there was the bucket hat worn by a young girl, the hat made her look cool. It made her outgoing, smile and politely greet everyone with a “Good morning,” she was worthy of a glance. You could tell she did not have a wealthy life and had traveled far to hock her wares. I bought a couple of things from her $1 table.

I watched a designer white ball cap from a distance, which mad me sad. The ball cap made the lady rude; drew her face taught with aggravation and caused her nose to snub. I thought it a depressing hat and then I saw the lady give a rude gesture to a poorly dressed patron. I would buy nothing from that hat.

Of course we saw the Kentucky hat, the baseball cap. I do not know why, must be another hillbilly thing, but if you see a guy in Kentucky wearing a baseball cap it will be atop some form of denim. Watch your step; baseball cap plus denim equals tobacco. The most disgusting sight of tobacco juice being spit on the ground will follow. I was to busy watching my step to buy anything.

Then you had the straw hats. The Amish, well and my mother but that is whole other post, wear straw hats. The straw hats always catch my attention but not for religious reasons or idle curiosity. It is the simplicity under the hat that stirs a sense of wonder in me.
I wonder if we all would not be better off had we no vanity about the clothes we wore? That our mode of transportation was selected by its bone structure and not its fuel efficiency? That we greeted all strangers with a smile and that for just one day, our children could be amused by the workings of a gumball machine? I bought 2 knives and lots of produce from them.

But the hat I remember most still causes me to smile. I had never seen such a hat but it gave us all a laugh. So I suggest, if you are a balding gentleman and planning a visit to Kentucky, you pick one of these up. I know in Kentucky you can get by with wearing it.

I hope you all had a great adventurous Saturday and your Sunday is relaxing and blessed.

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Cruella Collett said, 

I loved this post! We aren't wearing hats enough these days - they really can say a lot of you, can't they? Of the above described I think I'd actually go for the straw version too, but in general I can't get away with any sort of hats. Such a shame!

Now I want to go to a yard sale!

(And the Kentucky special hairy hat made me laugh!)

August 8, 2010 at 10:10 AM  
Journaling Woman said, 

I love the hair hat, but I weird like that.

Garage and yard sales are the best!! Not that I need to lug home anymore stuff.

August 8, 2010 at 10:13 AM  
Alex J. Cavanaugh said, 

I can see someone wearing that last hat!

August 8, 2010 at 10:54 AM  
welcome to my world of poetry said, 

A most enjoyable blog, pleased you had a good time.
Loved the hats, if more people wore them they wouldn't get heat stroke though here we wear a hat to keep warm.


August 8, 2010 at 12:30 PM  
Roland D. Yeomans said, 

Garage Sales. Sigh. When I was young, I wanted to find a Green Lantern Power ring (with the Power Battery, of course, to keep it charged up.)

But then, I've always been a dreamer.

The baseball cap is also THE hat of Louisiana, too. I wear one when in the rain doing my blood-runs. It's emblazoned with the logo of the blood center for which I work.

But my hat of choice when I need a hat and out for my own fun is the Indiana Jones fedora an old girl friend gave me. She since has flown to a job in New Zealand. But the hat -- and the memories -- have stayed.

Thank you for your great comments on my entry for the High Drama blogfest.

Have a healing Sunday, Roland

August 8, 2010 at 3:37 PM  
N. R. Williams said, 

Loved your post. When I was a little girl, my mother always sat behind this lady in church with a different hat on each Sunday. I'll never forget the one with fake grapes and the minster talking about the Holy Ghost. I wondered if he meant Casper.
N. R. Williams, fantasy author

August 8, 2010 at 4:48 PM  
L'Aussie said, 

Lovely post. I love hats! Just popped over from Roland's and like what I see..:)

August 8, 2010 at 6:33 PM  
Jules said, 

Thank you Cruella and Alex.

Journaling Woman, I agree, I did not need another thing! :D

Yvonne you are so right on both counts.

Roland, I wanted that SAME RING!! I loved the Green Lantern.

Nancy, I went to church with women like that, in fact I think my Aunt had that hat. Thanks for sharing.

L'Aussie, Glad you liked what you saw and thanks for commenting.

August 8, 2010 at 7:10 PM  
arlee bird said, 

I've heard about that yard sale for so many years now and have always wished I could travel several miles of it. Your approach with the hats was clever and funny. I'll take the last hat.

Tossing It Out

August 8, 2010 at 11:40 PM  
colleen said, 

I love hats! I have always thought woman in hats look so classy and there is something about a man in a baseball hat that gets my motor running...not sure what that is about, but it is the truth!

August 8, 2010 at 11:59 PM  
CJ said, 

I think hats are a great accessory. I loved the examples you had here. I've never heard of a Kentucky hat before. I'm pretty much just a baseball cap kind of gal.

August 9, 2010 at 9:24 PM  
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