A Felted Green Toque

Since we are moving back to Canada it's time to start talking like a Canadian again, eh?

I never did lose my western Canadian accent, though it is quite diminished. People who meet me, even now after eleven years living outside of Canada, comment on my speech. They don't mention it unless I tell them where I'm from and then they say "oh, I thought I heard something in your voice". Especially when I say the word process, pronounced with a long o, not ah. Think pro sports.

I'm getting sidetracked here with Canadian phrasology. What I want to share is this wonderful felted toque my mom made for Laurent. Toque (rhymes with fluke) is the Canadian term for winter hat. It sounds French to me but could have Native origins, I don't know.

The toque was supposed to be for me but it doesn't fit quite right. So I passed it onto Laurent. And good thing too since he recently lost the knitted hat my mom made him over two years ago. The hat he has faithfully worn nearly every day except for those hottest days of the year in July and August. 

He's claimed this gorgeous green felted hat as his own and it gives him a certain impish look that is very fitting. 

I was mostly trekking behind Laurent on our hike this weekend and I felt like I was following a little green elf through the forest. It was magical.

Thanks Nana for the hat. We wrote this haiku in honor of it.

hat as green as grass

fuzzy, felted, Nana love

sits atop my head

Boy with felted hat - Laurent Tougas
self portrait by Laurent Tougas

I think it's only fair to share a few photos of the girls as well. I can't resist since they are so darn cute, sans green toques.

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