Some more hats...

Sometimes she wants more hats.

Wearing a hat is a kind of magic .

That's what she learned as a young woman ...

Since she had had many hats .

And magic and smile ...

The times are gone and much has happened.

She could not keep their hats .

With them, lost a bit of their magic.

Sometimes she has metaphysical dreams.

A red-haired angel with a colorful poncho

and a hat comes out of the blue.

Sits down on her roof

and calls through her window a wakeup .

Tensioning a rope of light from the church tower

to the chimney of the old dilapidated factory.

Then she goes out dancing and when she

recognizes the angel

it is the old woman from the small town of

which there has always been

the most colorful of all

the gray citizens with their practical sense

they hats wear only because of the cold time ...

Some have called she an old witch

but the young woman has always known

that she was an angel , this old woman ...

Now she has come back with all their gaiety.

And they dance and a fairy appears

and says she has a wish.

Because she wants more hats

and she knows now the magic returns

in the gray of the day in this small town ...

Written and photographed by Mascha

for Hat Attack @ Style Crone