“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
—L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables
There’s something so comfortable about October. It’s a month to simply enjoy. It doesn’t ask much of us, unlike November and December that bring with them expectations and responsibilities.
This month I’ve enjoyed:
artichokes in balsamic with sun-dried tomato aioli (bubbles on the side)
a visit to a pumpkin patch with three lovely Cal Poly students
hot chocolate with whipped cream on top
cozy sweaters, warm socks and dachshunds in my lap
pumpkin bread, pumpkin lattes, pumpkin everything
I ask only a couple of things of myself every October:
I begin my holiday shopping! It gives me such pleasure to find the perfect gift for everyone on my list. (My daughter’s birthday is December 20th, so I get to buy twice as much for her!)
I fill up bags of food and warm clothing to donate at my local food bank and homeless shelter. It is somehow even more rewarding to help others as the holidays approach.
And every year I find myself, quite unconsciously at first, reflecting on the year that is drawing to a close and the year ahead of me. The chill in the air and my plans for the future exhilarate me in a way that the month of January does not. I love October!