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16 September 1922

6 Pond Street, Hampstead, London

It is so terrible to be alone. Outside my window there are leaves falling. Here, in two days, it is autumn. Not late autumn but bright gold everywhere. Are the sunflowers out at the bottom of the vegetable garden? There are quantities of small japanese sunflowers, too, aren't there? Its a mystery, Bogey, why the earth is so lovely.
God bless you
Wig.
Later. Richard has just been in again to finish his drawing. Then we went downstairs and he played. But what am I telling you? Nothing! Yet much much happened. Don't you think its queer how we have to talk ‘little language', to make one word clothe, feed, and start in life one small thought. [To J. M. Murry, 23 September 1922.]