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22- the usual inevitable things crowded your letter out of my immediate consciousness, I was holidaying with you in Florida. I've read so much of that "red clay" in Florida - in Virginia - in Georgia. Some day I too shall see it. In fact this very week we have come - Henry and I - to a momentous decision. The hare decided to build a motor caravan - a tiny home on wheels - on a Rio chassis to be exact - and go gypsying all over this country - even the world perhaps. I have had friends who caravanned over Ireland and England that way and it has always appealed to me as the ideal way "to do" a country. So - since we are all determined to see the world - that is how we are going to see it. Henry will make it all himself and will get right to work on it as soon as he gets my little grey gates hung in the garden hedge and my new hot -beds made.