I LOVE the month of October. It is truly my favorite month and the month the most difficult to get through during the decade I lived in South Florida where there were no season changes. I always feel a sense of energy and rejuvenation when I start to smell fireplaces burning, feel the crunch of leaves under my feet and see the beautiful colors as the leaves change. And then there's Halloween. My favorite holiday to decorate for. Some of my favorite childhood memories revolve around deciding on, and assembling, a trick-or-treat costume; plotting the best streets and routes with my friends to score the most candy; and then laying in the floor of the living room going through my "haul."
I started my annual October re-reading of To Kill A Mockingbird last night. I think this will be my 18th time to read it. I love curling up in bed at night and reading it out loud trying to sound like the narrator in the movie with that genteel southern accent.
I'll miss the cabin at Bear Creek -- seeing the leaves change, tromping around the cabin through the falling leaves and sitting in the filtered warm sun in the rocking chair on the porch. I'll miss being there with Eric. It's one of those special places that just shines in the Fall and conjures nothing but happy memories and warm thoughts.
