UD, on this brilliantly sunny and quite cold late afternoon, was standing at one of her front windows idly looking out, and coming down the street were three elaborately costumed girls telling whoever was listening that they could take their picture.
She opened the window.
“So I can take your picture?”
“Yes. You can take our picture.”
“Hold on.”
UD got her phone and went outside. She asked the girls to pose between her two bulls, Ferdinand and Isabella. “You all look great. Birthday party?”
“No. We just decided to dress up.”
