October is the month when we officially recognize the change of seasons.
Pumpkin spice becomes the assumed signature autumn flavor and deciduous trees begin their annual shedding of leaves. Temps begin to fall and the air takes on a certain fragrant crispness.
The season of plaid flannel shirts, boots, scarves, and sweaters returns and we find ourselves ready to nestle by the fireplace with a good book and a warm beverage.
The great poets captured the temperate season's glory in these classic selections:
"Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run;
To bend with apples the moss'd cottage-trees,
And fill all fruit with ripeness to the core; . . ."
(continue reading To Autumn by John Keats)
"Know'st thou not at the fall of the leaf
How the heart feels a...