Monday, Oct 20, 2014
"I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers."
-Anne of Green Gables
October has a quality of light all its own, a certain energy that crackles along with the leaves underfoot. There are bright days of gold, red and green against a brilliant blue sky; other days have their own quiet, more modest beauty; drizzly days that invite you to cozy up with a blanket and a good book.
The garden heaves its last hurrah, spilling a bounty of produce onto porches, roadsides, freezers and tables. Autumn has its particular, earthy smells: musty leaves, moss, woodsmoke; hot apple cider, pumpkin everything. We celebrate our wedding anniversary this month, and with Thanksgiving, a family birthday, and Halloween, there are plenty of occasions to party and feast. The tables are in danger of buckling from so many bowls and platters, piled high with good food.
It's almost too much, this sensory abundance, but there is a quiet whisper underneath, that reminds us of the winter ahead. We have been given these times of joy; savour them, share them, don't waste them. We fill our cellars with the harvest, and our hearts with thankfulness for our blessings.
It will not always be this easy. But October has no fear of the future; in dark days to come we will bring forth what's been stored up, thankful that we have all we need.