Tough Old Broads

One of my most anticipated treats when I visit the Boston area is to spend some time with two of the toughest old broads I know. They certainly make me look like I am made of candy glass compared to the mettle they have shown over the years.

Today's meeting was for lunch at the Colonial Inn in Concord, MA

It's a new place but the local's have come to accept it...

Clare and Joan
Don't let their sweet faces fool you.

Clare is 89 - and she corrected us when we averaged up and said 90 - which she will be in two months. But until then she is in her 80's. She is the most independent person I know. Last summer she was still playing golf and continues to drive herself everywhere. And we can't complain that her driving is erratic because she is old - it has always been like that. A drive though Boston with Clare isn't something you will forget soon.

Joan is a Yankee by way of St, Louis. Pure pioneer. She is in her early 80s so still a spring chicken by some standards and is not happy unless she is walking, reaching, or simply doing. I should have half of her strength and energy.

My heroines.

And later...

A flock of seagulls hanging out in the surf at Cape Hedge Beach

On a gorgeous November dusk