Birthday Greetings – a postcard from 1911 posted from a small town on the Spokane River in Western Washington state
Nice weather today. Their first stop was in Gretna Green where she “married the blacksmith,” whom she found very funny. Beautiful rolling hills, animals – horses, cats, dogs, cows. Fairly good lunch at Dumfries. Saw Burns Mausoleum. Tea at Ayr-Station Hotel Saw Robert Burns birthplace. Saw Loch Doon. Found the monument to Burns entirely out of keeping. Very attractive gardens, more natural than English gardens. In general the Scotch scenery is more natural than the English and less neat, but the cities and houses look dirtierIn Scotland – and the children appear healthier.
She notes that Glasgow is a large busy city with fine .golf links on the edge. Stayed at the St. Enoch Hotel. She noted many men hanging about the street corners. Went window shopping, ate candy, laughed – and people stared at the 3 of them (my mother, Lib, and Lois).
Another long day riding in the coach. She liked riding up front part of ye time. They went to Dove Cottage of Wordsworth and De Quincey, a very pretty garden. They road around Lake Windermere. She notes the usual things – boats, islands, beautiful cloud shadows, foxglove, rhododendrons. They stopped for a cold lunch at the Prince of Wales Hotel in Grassmere. Afterward she “putted terribly” – (was there a miniature putting green attached to the hotel?}
More riding in the coach to Keswick. A delicious tea at an “old fashioned” hotel with china all over the walls, big vases, pictures.
She and Lib and Lois went downtown – they got bridge tallies and prizes for the big party planned for later. They dressed up for their big 6 course dinner. They played 3 rounds of bridge, then trades and professions.
She, Mr. Thomas, Lib, and Lois walked down to the lake. Great to get out and walk. It was very dark – seemed romantic.
Prince of Wales Hotel, Grassmere
Keswick Market Square
Walking near Keswick
n.b all images from Google
not much to see yet
Seen on the last day of January
I’m lining up the last of the blooms and taking pots inside so as not to lose any to frost. We still have lots of birds and I can keep feeding them. And there are plenty of fallen leaves to collect.
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