Sea spray like salt tears

Dear Heart,
Happy May Day! We visited the ghost pianist in the pier restaurant - the Titanic, although we really are the only people who call it that. How strange; it seems such a natural thing to call it. There are chandeliers hanging from the ceiling like diamonds on a pretty ear; everything is white and light; it's even perched atop the pier as if God had reached down and plucked it out of the ocean. And then brought it to Wales!
Love, Lydia x