Welcome to October country, where the spider webs shimmer under the porch lights, and voices carry in the dusk.
It is blue sky so clear you can almost see through it. It is colored leaves against a gray sky. It is rising plumes of the autumn grasses.
It is round orange pumpkins. It is old favorite sweaters. It is baseball playoffs and ivy turning colors. It is a new hockey season.
It is football in the alleys and flat-screen TVs. It is the noise of leaf blowers, the swish of a bamboo rake and evening rain.
It is aisles of candy and scary costumes. Vampires, witches, skeletons and scarecrows guard the houses decorated for Halloween.
In October, autumn ripens, a season of apples and pears. It is eggplants and persimmons. It is frost warnings overnight.
It is a warm breeze, the parting breath of summer, carrying the silk of milkweeds.
It is a cold wind out of the west, the first breath of winter, scattering the dry leaves.
It is a clear sky and a waxing crescent moon, and blankets at night.
And, here's more on that October light...
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