I Ask You To Pray

If I Think, I Am Lost.

Time And Reflection Change The Sight Little By Little 'till We Come To Understand.

My Nervous System Is Enfeebled, Only Work In Oils Can Sustain Me.

Here On The Edge Of The River, The Motifs Are Very Plentiful, The Same Subject Seen From A Different Angle Gives A Subject For Study Of The Highest Interest And So Varied That I Think I Could Be Occupied For Months Without Changing My Place, Simply Bending A Little More To The Right Or Left.

Here, On The River's Verge, I Could Be Busy For Months Without Changing My Place, Simply Leaning A Little More To Right Or Left.