The weather has been delightful,—only three very hot, and two damp days, …with lovely skies and beautiful sunrisings, and settings, and the foliage of the trees so splendid.
— William Bliss, 9th October, 1872
British industrialist, visiting eastern Canada & US
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 [with autumn foliage], 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, 2010
A misty October morning with temperatures in the forties. Into the soup pot with the last of the summer garden’s bounty.
— CoffeeZen, October 8, 2009
The day after the day that I walk out the front door and the air is crisp, with just a hint of the Autumn days ahead, I put cinnamon in my coffee
— Betsy Garmon
Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall.
— F. Scott Fitzgerald
You know it’s fall when the air turns brisk, the leaves turn crisp and it’s time to trade in the sandals for boots. There’s no better time for change than fall — so why not use the changing of seasons to try new things?
Autumn is the season of change.
— Taoist proverb