“I remember it as October days are always remembered, cloudless, maple-flavored, golden and so clean it quivers.” — Leif Enger Copy Share Image
I remember it as October days are always remembered, cloudless, maple-flavored, the air gold and so clean it quivers. — Leif Enger Copy Share Image
I love the chill October days, when the brown leaves lie thick and sodden underneath your feet. — Jerome K. Jerome Copy Share Image
If the October days were a cordial like the sub-acids of fruit, these are a tonic like the wine of iron. Drink… — John Burroughs Copy Share Image
