“Oh, Marilla,” Anne exclaimed one Saturday morning, coming dancing in with her arms full of gorgeous boughs, “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? Look at these maple branches. Don’t they give you a thrill—several thrills? I’m going to decorate my room with them.”
Every year I celebrate #Annetober on my socials over @KindredSpiritBooks and breathe deeply of the month, the season, the mood, and the joy of October. This year, I wrote a little poem. Enjoy!
World of Octobers
It’s time.
Time to revel in color.
Time to listen and feel.
Time to breathe deep.
Fall is all around.
Falling
Leaves
Crunching underfoot.
It’s here.
The most beautiful month of the year.
October.
The month of my birth.
Glorious end-cap.
The month I long for most.
The month I can almost taste.
The smell.
The feel.
The world around me
slowly cooling and drying.
Crisp and brittle.
Smoky mist.
Colors swirling.
It’s time to draw in and curl up.
Sip deeply, slowly
as the hearth flame
flickers and winks.
—Rachel Dodge, 2023
Perhaps a mutual love for October is part of why I love Anne and always have since I was a little girl. What do you love about October, Kindred Spirits? What are some of your most favorite things to do when the seasons start to change?
Happy October!
Rachel xx
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