Sunday, October 2, 2011

The Acoustics of October

"Listen! the wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves,
We have had our summer evenings, now for October eves!"
- Humbert Wolfe
"I cannot endure to waste anything as precious as autumn sunshine by staying in the house.
So I spend almost all the daylight hours in the open air"
- Nathaniel Hawthorne
"Winter is an etching, spring a watercolor, summer an oil painting
and autumn a mosaic of them all."
- Stanley Horowitz 
"It was one of those perfect English autumnal days which occur more frequently in memory than in life."
- P. D. James
"A few days ago I walked along the edge of the lake and was treated to the crunch and rustle of leaves with each step I made. The acoustics of this season are different and all sounds, no matter how hushed, are as crisp as autumn air."
- Eric Sloane 
 "Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We'll smell smoke then,
and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a
sense of sadness and departure."
- Thomas Wolfe
"Oh happy land, Bless thy fertile soil,
Oh happy people born to work and prayer,
With God to guide and strength to toil,
With heart and help goes will and power."
- Alex Doherty, Autumn Leaves
 Our family heralded in the first of October with an impromptu autumn gathering.
It was the easiest thing ever. Those kinds seem to be the most pleasurable.
A fire. Some friends. A table spread with hot dog wieners, buns, and condiments.
A crescent moon shining overhead.
A lawnmower for a harvest ride.
A batch of Harvest Bread.

Welcome October.
Happy Harvest, Everyone!

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