is the best season.
I'm living honeycrisp apple to honeycrisp apple and the smell of woodsmoke hangs in the air and there are heaps of pumpkins at the grocery store and talk turns to ghosts and baked things and sweaters and the call of the woods gets so loud and around it all, that ambery light.
Is there a more enchanted month than October? The more I'm around, the more I find out that it's nearly everyone's favorite. And it's mine too.