“October, baptize me with leaves! Swaddle me in corduroy and nurse me with split pea soup. October, tuck tiny candy bars in my pockets and carve my smile into a thousand pumpkins. O autumn! O teakettle! O grace!”― Rainbow Rowell , Attachments
Crisp mornings and eves
Warm sun nestled between
Colors transforming into a rich tapestry
Remain and rest in the beauty of October harvest and bounty
Preparation for dormancy to return yet again to spring
Take a season at a time and open the gifts each offers.
“There is something in October sets the gypsy blood astir: We must rise and follow her, When from every hill of flame She calls, and calls each vagabond by name.”― William Bliss