..When I have made some drawings I see them immediately in front of my eyes, enlarged [and] in colors.. - Hendrik Nicolaas Werkman

Last Sunday we made a bicycle tour of 80 km. Through the North along the edge of the province [Groningen].. ..On such a day I get again a lot of impressions which will reappear in altered forms in due time. Beautiful landscapes, nice small roads, beautiful farms, meadows with horses and cattle, birds, water and a lot of sunshine. Mills and towers and trees are breaking the lines of the flat land..

Last week we made a bike ride along cornfields with the harvest ready to be brought in. Here and there it was already brought in. Heavily loaded cars rolled back home, and it sounds so nice when the car comes after you.. ..and what a fruit tree loaded with ripening fruit. It is all full of promises and full of mild softness. As you say, it is the late-summer melancholy.. ..moreover one can weep for this dying everywhere on the fields, without any mercy.

version in original Dutch (origineel citaat van Hendrik Werkman, in het Nederlands): Er komt dan op een gegeven ogenblik een tijd dat je alles, de hele rotzooi van je aftrapt en opgelucht de verdere weg bewandelt. Dan krijg je de verleidingen: zal ik dat toch maar niet anders doen, zal ik omkeren en gaan inzien dat ik een stommeling ben. Bijt dan maar op de tanden en zeg tegen jezelf: nee, stommeling, niet terug, wat je verliest is winst.