"This October restlessness was worse than any April's or May's. In the Spring the wish to wander is partly composed of an unnamable irritation, born of long inactivity; ...
...in the Fall the impulse is more pure, more inexplicable, and more urgent." (Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek)
"It was one of the October days when to breathe the air is like drinking wine, and every touch of the wind against one's face is a caress." (Sarah Orne Jewett)
So much of October this year has been warmer than usual with the leaves later to change color. Still, it is one of my favorite months of the year.
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