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Here's a part of the woods in the evening after rain. I can't tell you how superb that effect was in nature, with the bronze of the greenery and the fallen leaves here and there.
I wish you could walk there in the evening sometime, in the superb autumn woods here. What I'll bring out of it this year will be only a meagre harvest. Well, a few things nevertheless I hope, and with time more and more.
Meanwhile, my paint is finished. I sincerely hope you aren't hard pressed yourself. At all events, I hope you'll be able to send the usual on 10 Sept. This afternoon I must go to the potato market - it's impossible to paint there because of the crowd - they're enough trouble already. One ought to be allowed to enter any of the houses and sit down at the windows without further ado. Anyway, it's Saturday evening, and so there's bound to be something to do that makes a typical scene.
Wishing you the very best - be assured that I think of you every day. Adieu, with a handshake.