Sometimes they really are like little old spinster sisters. Here they are at a Santa Barbara motel last year. I'd opened the door to our room for a moment, then became distracted by something, next thing I knew - they were gone, so I wandered out in the sunny courtyard to find them, and there they were, sitting in these two chairs up against a sunny wall.
I almost expected to find them making crochet dollies and muttering about bingo, but maybe they were just thinking about those things instead.
