" October is the best month when you live in the woods
and maybe when you don't, but I wouldn't know.
It's when the trees start to shake leaves on to a patchwork floor
and the ground is bright as fire.
The air is crisp with a whisper of frost and the sky smells like smoke.
Everything feels new and exciting."
{October, October : Katya Balen}
Oh, for the love of October...
each day bearing new gifts
to be discovered.
I love to sit and watch the golden shimmering of light
as it quietly arrives and departs each day.
My soul senses the shift,
this time for seeking inward
finding comfort in the temperate days.
All is golden and glorious
rich & ripe...
these quiet moments of joy
to be had along the way.
" There is a smell in the air, the smell of autumn,
a yeasty, damp, fruity smell,
carrying an hint of smoke and a hint, too, of decay.
It fills me with nostalgia,
but I do not know for what.
It is a smell I love,
for this is and has always been my favorite season."
{The Magic Apple Tree: Susan Hill}
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