The Red Hat Ladies Strike Again

I can't be more specific than saying, "there's a whole lot of them."

They came like a torrent of purple pants, purple vests, purple blouses, purple purses, purple shoes, and purple jackets. Their colorful nametags an obvious sign of hours of work. Their faces wrinkled, varicose veins everywhere, walkers crowding the walkway, and constant complaints about how cold it was despite the quite average temperature. Plus the hats.

Oh, we can't forget the hats.

Each lady sported her own style through a red hat. Some with berets, some with bowlers, and some with flamboyant ribbons and feathers. Comments floated around like, "Oh! You added a feather to your hat!"

There were 18 of them today, but the number fluctuates wildly.

If you ever see them...be nice. They each have a household of trained killer cats.