Hats Off

Dear Adele has taken up the slack in keeping our garden club going (but she may be getting tired of it). After being a quiet member, when it became clear the rest of us mostly wanted to have fun, she stepped forward and keeps the monthly meetings booked with barely a thanks from us. Last night was the annual dinner Marjorie throws for the club. We were asked to wear hats and that's about as gardeny as it got. Hey, don't blame me, I wore that organizational hat for a good decade before protesting that I, too, mostly want to have fun - and removed the hat.