KillerPix📷Contest #31

#KillerPix Photography Contest! This is a weekly contest with a randomly themed attitude. This contest is open to the entire Steemit community! This week, the theme will be #haturday!! I love hats so we're going with @saffisara's tag again! NOM NOM Photographs will be judged on just a couple things: ORIGINALITY & QUALITY Let's have some fun!

Rules
Create a post with your OWN ORIGINAL photo with the first tag being #killerpix
Your photo must contain a description - where and when at the least
The link to your entry must be in the comments of this thread, post the pic if you like
All entries must be submitted by the Monday following this post
You may submit no more than TWO (2) entries per week
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Once there was such a good tree, but so good, that in addition to shade it gave hats.
This tree was called Sombrera and it grew in a corner of the forest of Gulubú.
The people who lived nearby went to the tree peacefully every spring, cut their hats gently and chose them without fighting: this cap for you, this cap for Mom, this galley for the one beyond, this cap for me.
But one day a very rich and shameless merchant called Platini came to the forest.
He ran over all the neighbors shouting:

Enough, all these hats are for me, I take the tree to my palace!
Everyone saw with great sadness how the horrible Mr. Platini sent his servants to dig up the tree.
The servants unearthed him and laid him on a luxurious gold car with pearls.
Once in the palace, Mr. Platini ordered to plant the Sombrera in his garden.
The tree grew rickety and reluctant, which infuriated the horrible Mr. Platini.
The lord expected it to flourish to put on a hat and sell the expensive hats and with that money buy three cows and then sell them, and with the money buy a car and sell it, and with the money buy a lot of money and save it.
Spring finally arrived, and the tree reluctantly bloomed a few faded hats.
The Lord wanted to send them to cut immediately, but the Wind, who had learned the whole story, became furious.

And the Wind said:

I have always been friends with the neighbors of Gulubú, I will not allow them to steal their hats just like that.
And he began to blow like a condemned man, tearing all the hats off the tree.
Mr. Platini and all his servants ran after their hats, but they could never reach them.
They ran and ran and ran until they got very far, far away from the forest of Gulubú and lost in the desert of Guilibí.
Then the neighbors took advantage and went into Mr. Platini's garden and transplanted again their beloved tree in the forest of Gulubú.
The Wind was dead with laughter, and the tree soon regained its health.
When it returned to bloom, the neighbors returned to harvest their hats without quarreling.
And Mr. Platini was left alone and bored in the desert without hat, without three cows, without a car, in the middle of the palace, and, what he felt most embarrassing, without his heap of money.
Ah! and without a hat
And in this way the story of the Sombrer ends

Date: 4-7-14
Camera: Sony A330 Reflex Professional Camera
Place: Medanos de coro

My Second Entry

Date: 2-4-18
Camera: Sony A330 Reflex Professional Camera
Place: Margarita- Venezuela

Link:

My First Entry
https://steemit.com/killerpix/@killerwhale/killerpix-contest-31-20-sbd-in-prizes-submissions-post-plus-winners-from-last-week