It's finally October, my favorite month of the year--and ...

It's finally October, my favorite month of the year--and not just because my birthday's in October, no... I am a proud member of the Sisterhood of October.

Perhaps you are a member as well?

I will leave you with a poem I wrote a few years ago--

Hot tea.
Cold mornings.
Leaves crunching under my boots.
Socks, my feet encased in warmth.
Cold water running through the creeks;
Birds flying in formation overhead.
Pumpkins, and sweet potatoes from the garden.

The last tomato.
Planting the garlic.
Frost on the g...