VINCENT VAN GOGH to Theo Van Gogh, April 28, 1876
Now I am going to tell you about a walk we took yesterday. It was to an inlet of the sea, and the road thither led through fields of young corn and along hedges of hawthorn, etc.
Arriving there, we saw to our left a high steep ridge of sand and stone as tall as a two-storey house. On the top of it were old, gnarled hawthorn bushes, whose black and grey moss-grown stems and branches were all bent to one side by the wind; there were also a few elder bushes.
The ground on which we walked was covered all over with big grey stones, chalk and shells.
To the right lay the sea, as calm as a pond and reflecting the light of the transparent grey sky where the sun was setting.
The tide was out and the water very low.
Your loving brother,