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[Page 35]
March 2nd 1919
Dear Mick
Again rain and added a cutting wind suggestive of snow. Dodging the showers I rode to Anzac beach and did a topographical pencil drawing of a likely background for a landing picture. The wind tried to tear the paper out of the book and my hands wh were nearly "fruz" so * "Bokra fil mich miche" as usual. In the afternoon I mounted a new horse lent by the Division at Chanak, a good Irish hunter & rode over to Hughes' camp & back at a hard gallop up & down hill & across obstacles; this ride restored interest in life and I believe the horse enjoyed it, though I hate the human presumption that fastens thought to dumb animals. Late afternoon I did a water colour of the first of a series of bushes & plants which I think should be recorded, a study of "Arbutas", that I believe is the name, rather a wax like leaf with a sort of blossom something like a laurel but with red res stalks or sticks.
You are about due for your first separation allowance and
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* (Tomorrow when the apricots appear!)