The day after the day that I walk out the front door and the air is crisp, with just a hint of the Autumn days ahead, I put cinnamon in my coffee. – Betsy Cañas Garmon, www.wildthymecreative.com

A glorious crown the year puts on… – Phebe A. Holder, “A Song of October,” in The Queries Magazine, October 1890

We are reformers in the spring and summer, but in autumn we stand by the old. Reformers in the morning, and conservers at night. – Ralph Waldo Emerson

There he goes, in his long russet surtout, sweeping down yonder gravel-walk, beneath the trees, like a yellow leaf in autumn wafted along by a fitful gust of wind. – Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, of Monsieur d’Argentville