Something terrible has happened in Amish country.
Silas’ hat blew off today due to an unusual gust of wind.
Birds flew into the air… and the hat was recovered after about 25 seconds. It was touch and go there for a while.
Sadly, the hat was not entirely plain after that, having had the distinction of hitting the ground, and the brim was a tad dirty. Silas still wears it, but has a twinge of worry that he will be seen as elevating himself by weating such a rakish, unruly hat.
Silas’ cat was not amused.