on the way up and have lost three pounds. Mary has gained six! Immediately after dinner we had “Lady” out and started off at ten minutes of two for Surf-side. Got the wrong road at the sixth mile stone and had to lead her across to the right one. One rutty road right thro’ the moors – and quite a thrilling place to drive until one got used to it – when we actually trotted along – with the grass & bushes scraping the carriage. Passed two big abandoned farm houses, and finally reached Surf Side – which is a huge hotel which has fallen down – a typical “house built on sand” and is a most terrible looking ruin. Below is a beautiful beach and magnificent breakers - cool greens & whites - the kind mermaids like – and miles and miles of boundless ocean and a clear sky – with not even a cloud such as had cast cool shadows across the moors for us. “The sea was wet as wet could be The sand was dry as dry -
on the way up and have lost three pounds. Mary has gained six! Immediately after dinner we had “Lady” out and started off at ten minutes of two for Surf-side. Got the wrong road at the sixth mile stone and had to lead her across to the right one. One rutty road right thro’ the moors – and quite a thrilling place to drive until one got used to it – when we actually trotted along – with the grass & bushes scraping the carriage. Passed two big abandoned farm houses, and finally reached Surf Side – which is a huge hotel which has fallen down – a typical “house built on sand” and is a most terrible looking ruin. Below is a beautiful beach and magnificent breakers - cool greens & whites - the kind mermaids like – and miles and miles of boundless ocean and a clear sky – with not even a cloud such as had cast cool shadows across the moors for us. “The sea was wet as wet could be The sand was dry as dry -
on the way up and have lost three pounds. Mary has gained six! Immediately after dinner we had “Lady” out and started off at ten minutes of two for Surf-side. Got the wrong road at the sixth mile stone and had to lead her across to the right one. One rutty road right thro’ the moors – and quite a thrilling place to drive until one got used to it – when we actually trotted along – with the grass & bushes scraping the carriage. Passed two big abandoned farm houses, and finally reached Surf Side – which is a huge hotel which has fallen down – a typical “house built on sand” and is a most terrible looking ruin. Below is a beautiful beach and magnificent breakers - cool greens & whites - the kind mermaids like – and miles and miles of boundless ocean and a clear sky – with not even a cloud such as had cast cool shadows across the moors for us. “The sea was wet as wet could be The sand was dry as dry -
