Chapter 11 Back to Europe 2

Villa Melinda Scandic Florence October 18, 1926 Dear Els: Kippelberg is just a lonely old fool, but people make him look like a great Tatar father.I have said to Franchius directly before that I did not appreciate his great and laborious translation.I will say this again.We cannot change our compassion for the people who created "Jungle Hijack".They are the most modern and cutting-edge. In any case, though, Kibb doesn't have any rights to the magazine's manuscript.So, even if the monthly magazine published your "Woman Riding Away", you will not have any interference from him.I stand between issuer and agent, and I am very timid because of various things.

You've left Vienna, that's good!It seems that everyone has been to Vienna, and those who have not been will also go.I'm glad at least now I don't have to go to Vienna. What do you think about "Fox," I'm going to tell Curtis Brown. Autumn here is sunny, peaceful and comfortable.But due to the typhoid epidemic nearby, we had to be extra careful. I already feel that I don't want to write novels anymore.That nasty old Franchius might turn into a snake just by watching "The Feathered Serpent"!Ah, Zemania!Now is the time to cut your philosophical hair short!

goodbye D·H·L Villa Melinda Scandic Florence January 10, 1927 Dear Els: It was a pleasure to read your letter.Thank you so much for your Christmas gift.I should have thanked you long ago.However, in letter writing, no, in writing all text, something unusual happened.Now I feel like I have completely lost the desire to write.Of course, I'm writing English novels now.I used to write, it was crazy. Now I basically spend my days painting.I've done three fairly large pictures, and I'm done talking about the fourth.What would you say when you see these paintings?Drawing is much more fun than writing, and far less soul-shattering.

Along with this letter, send a letter from Curtis Brown's foreign employee.I answered him, I don't believe you have any legal agreement with Insol.What's the situation?please tell me.It's no surprise that Kippelberg still has the attitude of the publisher's great dad.I really want to punch him boy. Alfred is popular, which is fine.Please give him my congratulations.It is gratifying for a man to receive even a little congratulation. I am currently trying to fix two houses with large roof decks.In this way, when you come here, you can live in a small apartment.I'm going to make it a very comfortable room.

The performance of "King David" has been postponed again.They must have been afraid of it happening. They sure didn't like "Mrs Holroyd Widowed".They say "King David" might come out in April, but I don't really believe it.Because, I want to stay local until the north gets a little warmer.I'm really afraid of winter... Although the wind and sun are warm today, it makes people feel comfortable. goodbye D·H·L Villa Melinda Florence tuesday evening Dear mother-in-law: Frieda and I arrived at Milan Station at the same time.Two trains arrived at the same time and two porters took two minutes to move our luggage together.How is it going well?

We just entered Villa Melinda.Here, everyone is kind and happy!Friends with flowers and all the folks greeted us with smiles. We have finished our meal.Sit by the fire for an hour or so before going to sleep. Frieda was overjoyed to come home, and walked about, looking at everything.The tie is beautiful, I'll have a better look at the colors tomorrow.I'm glad you're in good health.I'm going there in spring, let's eat strawberry jam together. The lights lit up the primroses and violets on the table beautifully. have a good night. D. H. Lawrence My friend is going to Florence tomorrow to post this letter.I want to inform you of our safe arrival.

Villa Melinda Scandic Florence April 14, 1927 Dear mother-in-law: I was home again, having returned from Volterra on Monday evening.We had a great week with Brewster.We went from Cervetri, Tarquinia, Birch, Grosseto to Volterra. It was north of Rome, not far from the sea.The Etruscan tombs are interesting, beautiful and lovely.They are a vibrant, cheerful and lively people.They don't want to dominate the lives of other peoples, they only manage their own well.I like the Etruscans very much - they have their own lives and don't have the slightest need to dominate others.I want to write a collection of short stories about the Etruscan region.This is not a scholarly work, but a literal account of the impressions of seeing the Etruscans in person.

Frieda had a cold and was a little haggard.Soon he recovered.Bobby was back with Mrs. Seaman on Wednesday.The lady is pleasant, older than last year, less pretty, and as tall as a telephone pole.She is very stable, not very energetic.It's all London influence.She will live there for three weeks.She is very busy with school work, and she wants to be free from the bottom of her heart, but that will take at least another year and a half.For her, however, work was better.If she really made a lot of money and was completely free, it would be hard to do.O Liberty, Liberty, what you have done for poor women!Yet they continue to spread the poison of freedom on the bread of their lives.

Fortunately, the weather is fine every day.Tulips, apple blossoms and peach blossoms are still in bloom.The folks are loyal and kind, and the family is peaceful.Life is too happy.Frieda went to Scandicci, Bobby and Mrs. Seaman went to Florence, and today I'm alone. I put on the socks you knitted me.It's beautiful, it's the same color as my trousers, and it's a gem.It's better than anything to hear that you're in good health.It's great to hear that Stift is getting prettier too.The world is indeed progressing. In a few days, we're going to make plans for the summer and see when and how we'll go back.I don't want to travel anymore.Traveling too much.If you see Els, please say hello to her.Frieda still has a new and bright love for her sister, who returns from Alassio.This is good!Say hello to my friend Reddy.When we go there, I go salmon fishing with him.Italy doesn't have such delicious fish.

goodbye D·H·L Villa Melinda Scandic Florence June 1, 1927 Dear Els: Why don't they send me F. Leger's Etruscan Paintings.The price is about 20 marks or so.I would be very happy if the bookstore sent it to me by registered mail—if it is not registered, it will be lost.Tell me the price, and I'll send you the money right away.That's an excellent book.I saw it at a friend's house and wanted it myself.I heard Leger was in Florence while I was in Tarquinia.However, he no longer intends to deal with Etruscan books. The place is very hot.Eating in the sun before 7 am also felt a bit hot.Everyone gets up early in the morning and takes a nap in the afternoon.Frieda was still soundly asleep.I was up early - no one was up yet - and the folks were taking their naps too.Under the sunshine, the Arno Valley was transpiring and lying there quietly.Since it was still a little windy, I walked down there to sit on a deck chair on the grass in the shade.The big cherries were ripe too - Giulia picked them - very tasty.I always find it particularly pleasant in the height of summer, when everyone wants to forget their fatigue and sleep like little bugs.

I heard from friends that "King David" was a great success.The drama also received critical acclaim.Comments in the newspapers, however, suggested the exact opposite.It says that drama is loose, like a movie with too much dialogue, dull, without a bit of drama, and that it is a mistake for someone as smart as me to bring such a thing to the modern stage.Smart people like me don't get offended by what those people say.If a producer makes a bad movie with it, that's the producer's responsibility.Also, if the critics only hear sappy conversations about divorce and money, that's their fault.Because they should be begging "God" to "please let me hear you", so they shouldn't blame me.However, Frieda was greatly disappointed and depressed because of this incident, and no amount of comfort could do it.In a little while, the situation will become clear. If it hadn't been so hot, we might have stayed local until the end of July.If it is not hot, we want to go back via Cortona, Arezzo, Chiusi, Orvieto, Assisi, Perugia. In August—the depressingly hot month when people all over the world are looking for a place to go—we were going to my mother-in-law’s house in Baden.Are you going to Saboa Port?That's fine.There are a few of my friends there.If the weather isn't bad and you can stand the heat, how about you bring the kids up here?You can use the house while we are away.Let the children see the beautiful scenery of Florence and its suburbs.They must be happy.You're willing to take a complete break from chores to cool off, so you can do that. Brett is back at the ranch.She was very upset because we didn't go with her.Mabel also sent annoying letters.It is said that two or three houses have been built, one of which is ours.However, this summer, we can't go. I'm also going to Bavaria, September is sure to be fantastic there.I also stayed at Boyleberg's hotel if I made the trip earlier.We started our lives in that hotel at the end of May 15 years ago.I like Boyleberg very much, but the hotel is crowded and messy in summer. I got another letter today from Curtis Brown, saying he has accepted £10 for The Woman Riding Away.If it comes out in the June or July issue of The Dial or the London Mercury, I'll send The Man of Love Island right away.You must like it and you must want to translate it. I seldom write such long letters these days.The sun and the moon flew by, and we saw almost no one--I am very satisfied with that.Frieda complained from time to time, but when people came, she didn't look good.She considers herself a gregarious woman who likes to hang out with friends, but if she is, I'm not sure.However, I think all people are kind. Say hello to the kids, Alfred. D·H·L Villa Melinda Scandic Florence July 11, 1927 Dear mother-in-law: Your poor son-in-law is lying in bed with bronchitis and hemorrhoids.The doctor was Giglioli, the most famous in Florence - he prescribed coagulants for me, I was still very weak.Although there is no danger, but... How are you?You don't want to take a sea bath, do you?The doctor said that the reason why I got hemorrhoids was because I took a sea bath in Forte. Do you like Constance?We dined there once at Walterhouse Jacobs'.Mendesia was also present at the time.Do you remember?It was a comforting meal.However, are you having some difficulty?Or are you getting younger and cutting your hair and skirts shorter?You still don't know what it looks like to be a 76-year-old woman. Friends are very kind.People come from Florence every day.I managed to survive 5 days in the hospital bed.In two weeks, I will be able to go out and go to Virtadze.Where it is, we don't know yet.But soon the Emile will write to tell.The doctor's opinion is that I can go to the pine forest at an altitude of 800 meters at most.I look forward to getting healthy again. Send two pounds to congratulate you on your birthday.The rest will be taken with us when we go to the celebration.Els should write to us.We are very grateful for her previous letter.I borrowed the book in London.As soon as I can regain my health again, though, I say goodbye to the Etruscans and their artifacts.I want to enjoy myself and forget about everything.Please be content and savor the joy of the world carefully. We're leaving and we want to taste Baden's sausages together. D·H·L ilsinghausen Post, Ebenhausen munich September 12, 1927 Dear mother-in-law, I received the small package today.Why do you spend so much money.You shouldn't be like that.The handkerchief is very pretty.I love so much.Praline is the dessert eaten by the princes.We only ate there twice.Bratwurst is good too - bread is the backbone of life, add bratwurst to it and it's the roof. I know very well that with your three daughters traveling around the world, you are alone and very lonely.However, now that Nash is with you, you should take care of yourself. For some reason Elsa went to bed in Augsburg this morning.When she was with us, we played cards, embroidered, went for walks, and we had fun.What a pity she is gone! It's raining today and it's a little cold.And the Isar Valley is also hung with colorful rainbows. "God" kept his word. No letter from Bobby yet.Maybe on Thursday, she'll come right here.The emir wrote a very nice letter, offering us 30 bottles of beer.Just imagine, we're going to Baden drunk, with red noses and wet eyes. We very much regret not being able to stay with Nash, Els, and you for a long time.Always stupidly separate.However, we will meet soon.goodbye. D·H·L It was almost dusk.The clouds are dyed golden, and the mountains stand tall, and the tops of the mountains are slowly moving white steam. thursday morning Dear Els: Thank you so much for sending us so much cosmetics and money.But why don't you take our money?Please tell us how much it was in total. Here comes the reporter for Teens—a good, cowardly fellow—and he takes the job, but he is by no means a match for the modern water mill.Carla came too—both very kind—but since they lost their reason for being today, like everyone else in that class, there was absolutely no reason why they should exist at all. —They have no pain like Nahabalin. It was going to rain, and the cold wind was blowing. Since Bobby was scheduled to arrive in Munich at 10:40 tonight, Frieda had to take the last bus to pick her up.They will be back tomorrow morning.We made an appointment to be invited to Kara's house for tea tomorrow morning. Has my book arrived? ——The reporter of "Youth" asked for a very short novel of 2,000 words.There are no such short novels - usually 5000 words. But I should try to write and find something. I wish Idelberg all the best.Hello everyone. D·H·L ilsinghausen isar valley Tuesday September 29, 1927 Dear mother-in-law: I heard from Els that Nash was still there.Hey, Joanna, Easter lamb, don't offer yourself up to the altar of marriage yet.Please wait until Wednesday for us to go.We took the 12:00 train and arrived in Baden at 7:00.Mother-in-law, is this okay?Then we go to Augustabad where the salmon tastes great.It's cold tonight - we both have colds.It rained on Sunday and it was very cloudy, so we went out and got wet.However, we are getting better.Anna is here and she took great care of us.Bobby has gone to London.She's here, I can't believe it.I've almost finished the beer that Emile sent.Break the Munich record, right?We met with Mrs. Leitner yesterday.She was a very sweet little woman, just too chatty.She asked me to send you my heartfelt regards. Chrysanthemums are starting to turn yellow.Today we found five or six violets under the balcony.The fragrance is still as fragrant as spring, and the flower shape is still so beautiful.Carla is coming tomorrow.And the playwright Max Moll also came from Tegernsee.Seeing mother-in-law and Nash on Wednesday.Let's talk about it then. D·H·L ilsinghausen Sunday Dear Els: Thank you so much for your pen.I'm so happy to be able to hold it again - it's an old friend.From it I wrote The Boy in the Grove, Saint Maur, The Princess, The Woman Riding Away, The Feathered Serpent, and other novels.It's by no means a bad pen, despite its nasty tan.Rather, I like the color of it.It seems to have been overhauled, and it works very well. Bad weather today.It was still raining after tea.But I still really want to get out.Just have sturdy boots and a raincoat.I've been staying for a long time, so of course I'm going out—yesterday, it was sunny until tea time. This week, it's just the two of us—Anna will be back tomorrow.Miles and Callas were coming too—I went to Sean Bernard and made an appointment to see Hans Kalosa.According to letters from England, Max Moore, the dramatist and, in my opinion, the greatest novelist of our time, is also coming to see me.do you know himI have no idea. I started making a small tote bag - with grass ripples and dandelion seeds - which were fluff balls - and I wanted to add bees.However, because it is too dark today and the material is too dark, it has become a small pocket. We're here until Monday - December 2nd isn't it?I don't really want to go back to Italy, but Frieda does.Right now, it's getting dark and it's going to rain, but I don't care.Sometimes, I want you to see how beautiful my yard is.Daisies, chrysanthemums, pink quince, sparkling gold and magenta.Sunny days are prettier - we picked the bright red apples and the last two pine cones.The other pine cones were picked by squirrels and naughty children.The woods are overgrown with all kinds of mushrooms, and forbidding positions have been set up here and there - as if some strange inhabitants have invaded.We eat small, yellow ones.The cows ring their bells every afternoon and come to graze.Jace was very fond of coming to the gate for tea.Frieda reads Goethe, and I do endurance training.Today, I finished the translation of "Country Knight".Only the prologue is missing.That stupid young postman has lost my originals to England, and I'm really embarrassed.Frieda argued with him that we sent it by registered mail, but he insisted that was not the case.If I had to do it all over again, I'd curse him. Dusk came—it was still raining, and I wanted to go for a few minutes' walk outside. goodbye! D·H·L eden hall Baden-Baden Friday Dear Els: It's your birthday too.But in my opinion, the most important birthday for everyone should be 4 years old plus 80 years old.I don't want to talk about numbers. Your letter has been received.Yes, we met Hans Kalosa.He is kind and soft as a rotten potato.He stuck the stethoscope to my lungs, but I couldn't hear anything, probably because of bronchitis, which weakens the lungs.Doctors are not interested in diseases like bronchitis.However, he said I don't want to breathe hotter air than this.In this way, hemorrhoids can be cured.Travel is nasty.The crowd was mixed and dusty, and I caught a cold because of it.But it's getting better.There are two rooms with bathrooms, the meals are very good, and we are all strong. I ate goose yesterday.My appetite increased, but there was too much.Would love to have a truckload of potatoes and a schnitzel the size of a rug.How much people have to eat!In this way, I lost a little bit of my appetite. Mother-in-law is getting younger and younger.If this continues, she will definitely be 55 years old by the time of her next 66th birthday.This is the case with the elderly. After the age of 70, the real youth without suffering comes. Max Mohr came by car from Tegernsee.There he had a comfortable home, wife and children.He is about 36 years old. He wishes to be a child of nature, and we have disappointed nature.He is kind and funny.But he is the one who has reached the end of the road, the one who will neither fall back into the wild nor step into the unknown.Therefore, he was very unfortunate.He was the Doctor, and he was a British prisoner during the Great War.His psychology is somewhat similar to Hartz's.We have his script, and I'll send it to you later. When are you coming?Come this weekend.We stay until the 17th.We're lucky here, but I think it's still dark in the world.I can't bear it, so I want to go to the South. Send the novel.It's a bit long for Teens, but it doesn't matter where. Wouldn't "Ticket, Please" and "England, My England" be just right for "Teens"?are they with youShort stories about dogs were not written.Come here and I'll talk to you again.Were Friedel and Marianne there too?Hello to Alfred and everyone. D·H·L Villa Melinda Scandic Florence November 14, 1927 Dear Els: Thank you very much for the Beethoven sheet music, which I received today.He is not a man of letters—he is always in love with one—he is not a man of thought, not of flesh and blood.How German he is.He points to a path that doesn't actually work. Mrs. Katharina Kippelberg wrote to say that one of my books will be published next year and asked me which one should be published.I think "The Woman Riding Away," "The Princess," and any of the "Other Ways" you haven't seen will do.A booklet can be published.Which do you think is better? "The Lost Girl" or "Aaron's Quinoa Staff" doesn't matter to me.Only "The Feathered Serpent" I want to keep first, and I plan to translate it to other publishers in 1929.Do you think it's smart to do that? It rained a little that day, and it cleared up again.We are going for a walk now.The surrounding scenery is colorful and very beautiful.Grapes are yellow, olives are green, pine trees are dark green.Since it was a Monday, there was no sound of bird guns hitting birds - that would be madness -.I have always been healthy, especially in the mornings, and I don't cough much.I haven't been to Florence yet, I want to go on Thursday.Some inexplicable anxiety floated in the air, as if vicious devils were dancing in the invisible space.Still, that's definitely my imagination.Frieda played the piano awkwardly.Even when she hits the wrong keys, I have to listen.I am rummaging through the drafts of poems, trying to compile them into "Poetry Collection". Alfred has a very gratifying letter from Ascona.If we're staying there until then, I'd like to see you here in the spring.Right now I'm feeling a little restless and unsecured.If you think that's interesting, you still do more speeches and other things.Let me say that I only play poker, though I hardly ever get a straight.goodbye. D·H·L Villa Melinda Scandic Florence November 16, 1927 Dear mother-in-law: I have something to ask of you.That's what our neighbor on the ranch, Sechelle Hawke, wanted toys for the kids.Two toy boxes are needed, one for the farm yard and one for the village.Not too small, the price is five marks each.Toy stores can mail it directly.The address reads "Rancho Del Monte, Cuesta, New Mexico".In addition, please buy toys for your niece Joan and nephew Belt about 10 marks, preferably small animals, trees and small people.And please send it directly to my sister Emily. Send two quid, I think that's probably enough.Can you do it for me?Please buy it at the August Platts store that has the big cars. Recently how kind?We are all healthy.It has been quite cold, but the sun has been shining all day today.I went to the top of the hill and looked at the city of Florence.In the sun, it lies there light and bright. Tomorrow we'll have dinner at Riggy's.This is the first time I've been out on the street since I got back. If tomorrow is as clear as today, I will go in good spirits. We're both pretty busy.I write different novels and print all poems.Prepare to collect poems.Frieda sewed a particularly beautiful blouse out of purple velvet that Nash had given her.The jacket with silver buttons is so beautiful, it is completely Florentine Renaissance style. In the evening, the stove was lit.It is warm during the day, because the sun shines on the room a lot, but it gets cold in the evening. Max Moore always sends delightful letters.He will come to see me in January.We may go to Cortona, but not to Egypt.If we were both healthy, we wouldn't leave our home. In the evening I always play cards alone.I think the mother-in-law might be playing poker at the same moment.You play better than Els.If you are called a "demon", then Els should be called a "ghost". Els sent me Beethoven's score.What a strange man Beethoven was!He won't approach anyone.How dilapidated his house is, it's impossible for anyone to see it!Poor greatness!Fortunately, I am still a small person, and I can repair shoes and wash cups by myself. Frieda wrote you a letter, but the letter was only half written and sat on the table for two days.You will read about it later. I greet you, mother forever!It is a pity that I cannot send you our roses, although they are very beautiful. D·H·L Villa Melinda Scandic Florence December 12, 1927 Dear Els: The ending of Madame Katharina's letter really amuses me - it's so savage.But that's not without reason.Come to think of it, she understood "Holy Spirit" (think of its plural) as "happy spirit".Last year, I sent you a little porn book.I don't care what they put in it.I told them "The Woman Riding Away," "The Princess," all more or less Mexican.However, although she added her favorite things to "Xi Ling", she was melancholy.You don't want to suddenly walk away when I'm doing well, saying that you don't want to translate anymore or you don't have time or something.Because it seems to suit you. The local area was shrouded in heavy fog, and I was in a bad mood.I lie in bed.It's better to lie down.But the health is very good, although I still have a cough, but other than that, there is nothing else.When the weather improves, I will get up.Anyway, get up this afternoon. I am rewriting.Since it is a "shocking" novel, I would never let my mother-in-law read it.I want to publish it personally in Florence. We are here for Christmas.Now decorating the Christmas tree for the folks.There will be at least 30 people coming this year.Scary enough to think about.Frieda, however, was delighted. Since I don't give anyone Christmas presents, you Els mustn't give us anything either.Not to mention the troubles of the local post office, there is no Christmas spirit here.I'm tired of Jesus.Why he has to be fresh every year is really incomprehensible.What if someone else was born instead of Jesus. I hear the Huxleys are coming to Florence for Christmas and then to Diablerets.I don't want to go to St. Moritz where Mikael Allen goes.I want to go to Egypt.But maybe fate made it hopeless.So that seems to be all St. Paul. I heard from my mother-in-law that there is a festival in Heidelberg.You must have dressed up to go out.It's not things like learning that make people dance. In short, I wish your children happy forever. goodbye. D·H·L Villa Melinda Scandic Florence Sunday Dear mother-in-law: Christmas is here again.That means that poor baby has been born nearly 2,000 times so far.Too much.He should also stop.Christmas is also time for us to hang around without stomach cramps.But we're still sitting around making Christmas trees for folks kids.To a child, a Christmas tree with silver apples and golden birds growing in the living room is a miracle.From their point of view, it's purely a fairytale and doesn't take him as Christianity or anything.You also know how much Frieda wanted to be Saint Ksis.She was a complete saint Frieda, the cream would not melt in her mouth because she had sent Bandol's child to the hospital.But, thanks to you, the child was too obsessive, and St. Frieda couldn't stand it anymore, and she became human again very quickly. The Wilkins family next to us just left.Husband holds flute and coat.Tomorrow they go to Rome for two weeks.Luckily I don't have to go.The cold wind has blown through the past two days, which is a bit biting.Rome is also a cold city. I am now staying in the corner watching the singing stove.As long as it's about me, the world can keep burning. I heard from Els that she will take you to Heidelberg during the holidays.However, I think it would be best not to go, and to stay at home in peace.Let the fruit of the mistletoe tree fall to those who desire it. Wilkins brought me Christmas pudding.The taste is very fragrant, I will eat it with pleasure.Sent you 1 pound, you can buy authentic British puddings. (no!) goodbye.Don't drink too much, dance too hard, or make too much noise.Otherwise, I won't be crying with you when you have real moral "bad consequences". Farewell, ah, Zemania under the tree. D·H·L Villa Melinda Scandic Tuesday Dear mother-in-law: Everything is back to normal again.The Christmas tree is still standing.If Wilkes returns from Rome on Monday, I'd like to light the lamp again.Leftovers from yesterday's raisin pudding.Other than that, as I just said, it's pretty much business as usual.Frieda temporarily forgot her sense of the divine.Since the child escaped from the hospital, the sisters took him back to the hospital and promised to buy him a bicycle.The operation is over, and Frieda will visit tomorrow.Now she is no longer an ordinary person, she is like a saint.Since the sisters promised to buy Tino a bicycle, Tino's brother Dante said, "If someone buys me a bicycle, I will also go to the hospital for surgery." Unfortunately, however, he did not suffer from a hernia. The weather was bad--rain, little sunshine--and the best of all was evenings with fires, lights, and peace.Frieda was sewing an apron full of roses and birds. The bow tie was very successful.I went to Florence on Christmas day.beautiful.Debbie is beautiful without it.The Baden calendar with its many paintings is faithfully placed there, it will lead us into the new year.The last page of the old calendar hangs above the piano, a black and white "Black Forest". I wish my mother-in-law a happy next year and a happy and happy 1928.Regards Els.I am writing to her. Your D·H·L The book Friedel sent was beautiful, so beautiful. Villa Melinda Scandic Florence Tuesday Dear mother-in-law: I have yet to say "thank you" to my very favorite, beautiful bow tie.I am useless.But now, I have trouble holding a pen.Before, I wrote a lot.Now I want to be silent.Please understand me. We are healthy this month.I haven't had a cold this winter.I thank God and pray that He keeps us like this forever.Are you healthy too? We sat quietly, doing many things.This is good for the body.People make you tired and sick.Frieda sews here and there, making dresses, jackets, coats, etc. herself.She smugly did a better job than Parkin.This is good!Her hat grew higher and higher, like a very tall Babel Tower.Come spring, you'll see your daughter become unrecognizable. Letters from London say that "King David" will not be staged before April.That's fine with me.The flowers bloom in winter, and I want to go to England or Germany.Please wait a while, mother-in-law.Be patient for now, summer is the best season.The weather is bad here.Instead of rain, a cold fog falls.This is very abnormal in the local area.However, there are occasional sunny days.It was the Monday of my first visit to Villa Poggio Imperiale.Ah, what a nostalgia, it was a big and beautiful villa.It's classy, ​​but gloomy as death.She took out a few books to send to Taos.Goodbye, mother-in-law. D·H·L