day at the shore

One of Dorothy's three porches.

The City—so near and yet so far.
 There were oysters and mussels and expansive views. There were walks and talks and lots of snacks. There was a signature cocktail and even a football game. And there were Lo Ladies. A quarter of a century ago, we were among the first trekkers to visit the Nepalese Kingdom of Lo. Nancy Jo was our leader and inspiration. Miriam was the oldest, and Dorothy was the youngest. (I know Miriam is 86 now, because she's 20 years older than me.) And there we were, at Dorothy's beautiful house in Atlantic Highlands, overlooking Sandy Hook Bay with New York City in the distance. Everything was so easy and comfortable, it felt as if we'd known each other forever. Oh wait! We almost have!

Miriam, Dorothy and Nancy Jo.


Debby said...

Sounds like a lovely day spent with friends who met on an amazing adventure. It's wonderful that you've stayed in touch over all these years.

D.R. said...

And I'm still the youngest!
It was indeed a great day with great friends.

Go Packers!

P.S. You forgot to mention the champagne! :)

Claudia said...

How old are you, Doro? I always forget.