red-winged blackbird, photo © 2013 by Les Piccolo
October was a beautiful month at Green Gables, when the birches in the hollow turned as golden as sunshine and the maples behind the orchard were royal crimson and the wild cherry trees along the lane put on the loveliest shades of dark red and bronzy green, while the fields sunned themselves in the aftermaths. Anne reveled in the world of color about her…. “I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers. It would be terrible if we just skipped from September to November, wouldn’t it?…”
—Lucy Maud Montgomery (1874–1942), Anne of Green Gables, 1908
“After the keen still days of September, the October sun filled the world with mellow warmth…The maple tree in front of the doorstep burned like a gigantic red torch. The oaks along the roadway glowed yellow and bronze. The fields stretched like a carpet of jewels, emerald and topaz and garnet. Everywhere she walked the color shouted and sang around her…In October any wonderful unexpected thing might be possible.”
― Elizabeth George Speare (1908-1994), The Witch of Blackbird Pond (1958)
Day after day bright and dry, hot afternoons over the bronze hills, We need rain to cut down the danger of fires.
—Thomas Merton (1915-1968), Journals Oct 8 1963
Dead dry weather! The leaves tinkle like flakes of copper when the breeze passes over them. Haze.
—Thomas Merton, Journals, October 23, 1963