October Sky

Hey! How are you? It’s finally feeling like Fall!   Today I am sharing photos of a Fall vignette and the October sky.


Autumn is a second spring when every leaf is a flower.”
― Albert Camus

A Fall vignette on a side table.


“I loved autumn, the one season of the year that God seemed to have put there just for the beauty of it.”
― Lee Maynard

“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
― L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables

“Autumn carries more gold in its pocket than all the other seasons.”
― Jim Bishop

“Use what you have, use what the world gives you. Use the first day of fall: bright flame before winter’s deadness; harvest; orange, gold, amber; cool nights and the smell of fire. Our tree-lined streets are set ablaze, our kitchens filled with the smells of nostalgia: apples bubbling into sauce, roasting squash, cinnamon, nutmeg, cider, warmth itself. The leaves as they spark into wild color just before they die are the world’s oldest performance art, and everything we see is celebrating one last violently hued hurrah before the black and white silence of winter.”
― Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way

“The smell of burning firewood and the molding of organic, earthy substances reminded her of jumping wildly into the enormous leaf piles of autumns past and she suddenly wished that it was appropriate for someone her age to do such a thing.”
― Abby Slovin, Letters In Cardboard Boxes 

“I would rather sit on a pumpkin, and have it all to myself, than be crowded on a velvet cushion.”
― Henry David Thoreau

“I cannot endure to waste anything so precious as autumnal sunshine by staying in the house.”
[Notebook, Oct. 10, 1842]”
― Nathaniel Hawthorne, The American Notebooks

“Fall has always been my favorite season. The time when everything bursts with its last beauty, as if nature had been saving up all year for the grand finale.”
― Lauren DeStefano, Wither

“Autumn…the year’s last, loveliest smile.”
[Indian Summer]”
― William Cullen Bryant

“But then fall comes, kicking summer out on its treacherous ass as it always does one day sometime after the midpoint of September, it stays awhile like an old friend that you have missed. It settles in the way an old friend will settle into your favorite chair and take out his pipe and light it and then fill the afternoon with stories of places he has been and things he has done since last he saw you.”
― Stephen King, ‘Salem’s Lot


Jan




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