Just like years past, we always celebrate the glorious
and spooky month of OCTOBER!
We eat chili, drink apple cider, and eat donuts by candlelit.
We snuggle around the TV and watch our favorite Halloween cartoon.
I love this day, and I love this month!
But, it's been a little tricky here in North Carolina.
The weather doesn't feel like October.
It's not chilly, and the leaves aren't falling- let alone changing!
I boil cinnamon sticks with clove and fennel essential oils on the stove-top
every day-all day so at least it smells like October in my house.
I've already bought about 20 pumpkins all shapes and sizes
to decorate my house even though the air
conditioner is blowing all day every day.
At least it looks like October in my house.
I know Autumn is coming- I just don't know when.
My body just needs cooler weather- it's just in my
mountain girl blood.
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October
BY ROBERT FROST
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow’s wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
Slow, slow!
For the grapes’ sake, if they were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost—
For the grapes’ sake along the wall.
