Shore Acres State Park

Lying down is not always easy.

One of my gifts to Sue was the complete nonsense of Edward Lear, and we read aloud the Jumblies once again, laughing all the way. Extras are Sue, collapsing over the moonscape of rocks battered and pocked by the sea, and Sue lying down, the famous cliffs beyond her, on a "pacific" day at the ocean. 

They went to sea in a Sieve, they did,
     In a sieve they went to sea;
In spite of all their friends could say...
They sailed away in a Sieve, they did,
     In a Sieve they sailed so fast,
With only a beautiful pea-green veil
Tied with a riband by way of a sail...
They sailed to the Western Sea, they did,
     To a land all covered with trees,
And they bought an Owl, and a useful Cart,
And a pound of Rice, and a Cranberry Tart,
   And a hive of silvery Bees.
O Timballo! How happy we are,
When we live in a sieve and a crockery jar,
And all night long in the moonlight pale,
We sail away with a pea-green sail...
Far and few, far and few,
     Are the lands where the Jumblies live;
Their heads are green, and their hands are blue,
    And they went to sea in a Sieve.

--Edward Lear.