Sunrise in front of Diva Boot Camp--
Fri, Saturday morning?
Us, taken in a long kiss, too much so.
You, on bike. Said, " Hey u dropped your hat"
and another guy on bike
"hey, u dropped your googles"
We didn't react fast enough so u thought they weren't ours.
Blatently, an honest enough assumption
But they are, alas
Moment later, gone.
The gentleman owner of the hat is especialy at ends because he never lives a day without wearing that hat--- for yeeeeeeeaaaaaarrrrrrsss!!!!!!!!!
The black leather top hat is hand formed in such a way to elicit a sublime sense of cowboy. Size xL. It's a very fantasticly lived in and loved, but smelly hat.
My goggles are your average army issue big black rubber and biangled plastic w/ a gathered material head band, but they were a gift from someone very, very dear.