and you see your breath
In all frankness, it’s the dreariest month. In a flash, the trees are bare. The switch from Daylight Saving Time has many folks going to work before daybreak and coming home after sunset. Still, we can try …
- Harvesting root crops.
- Chill mornings with fog wisps rising from ponds and rivers.
- Election Day. We can always hope for a miracle. A return to sanity, for starters.
- Ministry and Counsel retreat – even years in Deerfield, Massachusetts; odd years in Winthrop, Maine.
- Days can be warm enough to work outdoors … or go for a hike.
- No bugs. Beware of ticks, though.
- Neighborhood souper. Everybody brings a pot of their own creation, then eats what everyone else has concocted. It’s outdoors, though, rain or clear.
- Tagging a Yule tree.
- Thanksgiving dinner. Why mess with tradition?
- Community Thanksgiving service. It’s turned into a showcase for local church choirs.
What do you like about November?
- Foliage. This is New England, after all.
- Cool evenings. You snuggle under the blankets, sleeping with the windows cracked slightly open.
- Apple Harvest Day outreach. Meet a Quaker’s our pitch.
- Mums in pots everywhere.
- Butternut squash soup.
- My annual survey of Charles Ives symphonies and then George Whitefield Chadwick’s.
- Pumpkins as décor … and as crisps and pies. Although we’re rather appalled by its spread into coffee and beer.
- Fresh unpasteurized apple cider.
- Sitting in the loft of the barn again, reading.
- Intense full moonlight.
What do you like about October?
- The air turns crystalline. I love the clear blue sky.
- Dover Greek Festival. Every Labor Day weekend, fun dancing to a live band and singer. Don’t overlook the food, either. Anyone else know the meaning of kefi?
- Kids are back in school. Freedom’s in the air!
- Ditto for the crush of tourists. Mostly couples now.
- Some of the best days for swimming in the ocean happen this month, if a hurricane doesn’t blast all the warm water away.
- The equinox Riversing. It’s a mostly folk-based concert beside the Charles flowing past Boston. Join us if you can. We’re on the Cambridge side of the footbridge.
- Anniversary. My wife always gets the date wrong.
- Great time to hit the mountains. Not too hot, not too cold, not too crowded.
- Wild asters – big asters, too – grace the yard.
- More apple picking. We go for the drops on the ground. They’re half-price.
What do you like about September?