Red Hat Society

Warning
When I am an old woman I shall wear purple
With a red hat which doesn't go, and doesn't suit me.
And I shall spend my pension on brandy and summer gloves
And satin sandals, and say we've no money for butter.
I shall sit down on the pavement when I'm tired
And gobble up samples in shops and press alarm bells
And run my stick along the public railings
And make up for the sobriety of my youth.
I shall go out in my slippers in the rain
And pick flowers in other people's gardens
And learn to spit.

You can wear terrible shirts and grow more fat
And eat three pounds of sausages at a go
Or only bread and pickle for a week
And hoard pens and pencils and beermats and things in boxes.

But now we must have clothes that keep us dry
And pay our rent and not swear in the street
And set a good example for the children.
We must have friends to dinner and read the papers.

But maybe I ought to practice a little now?
So people who know me are not too shocked and surprised
When suddenly I am old, and start to wear purple.
By Jenny Joseph

Look out world, I have joined the Red Hats!I am old enough!

This is the hat I created, was white, grabbed a spray paint can painted it bright red and added a purple flower....Creative devil when I need to be.

Today was my first outing with this fun group.
We went to Jarvis to D and D diner, a very busy spot.

After a tasty lunch we walked across the street to Cést La Vie a wonderful little shop specializing in French accents and shabby chic.One treatment that I found unusual is the lattice fence with floral plates attached.
Up the street we strolled to the restored train station
this station is now owned by the Michaud's , Mother and 3 sons , making some wonderful memory boxes,
old fashioned game boards ,
boxes and a mosaic maple bowls
that are beautiful.
A little farther up the street we stopped at Verrip's Greenhouses, I was in heaven, perennials, Verbascum, nigrum;
Lupines;
huge plant hangers;
I could not pass up these bright gazanias, kiss series , brought home 2.
Last spot was a jam packed Antique/Stuff shop.