Saturday, 1 October 2016
October thoughts . . .
O hushed October morning mild,
Thy leaves have ripened to the fall;
Tomorrow's wind, if it be wild,
Should waste them all.
The crows above the forest call;
Tomorrow they may form and go.
O hushed October morning mild,
Begin the hours of this day slow.
Make the day seem to us less brief.
Hearts not averse to being beguiled,
Beguile us in the way you know.
Release one leaf at break of day;
At noon release another leaf;
One from our trees, one far away.
Retard the sun with gentle mist;
Enchant the land with amethyst.
For the grapes' sake, if the were all,
Whose leaves already are burnt with frost,
Whose clustered fruit must else be lost . . .
For the grapes' sake along the all.
October, October . . . there is so much to love about this month.
First of all it is the month of our October General Conference. Twice a year our church leaders and all of the membership of the church gather together to listen to and be inspired by talks from our leaders and others, and to be spiritually fed by their words and the music which is brought to us by church choirs. It is an opportunity for us to sustain their leadership and to feel like we are a part of something very special and very large. Oftimes we can feel like we are a small number of people as many of us live in countries and areas where the church membership is quite limited. It is nice to feel a part of a much larger group. It is nice to be uplifted, inspired and upheld in this way. Our General Conference is this weekend with talks beginning today and then continuing tomorrow. If you would like to more you can go here.
In Canada it is the month of Thanksgiving . . . I love Thanksgiving. I have so very many fond, fond memories of Thanksgiving pasts . . . time spent with much beloved family and friends. Good food and good company. A family time. Ohhh . . . my mother's stuffing. How I miss it. My mother's turkey too. For some reason the memory of her turkey always tastes much better than any turkey has ever or ever will taste. Funny how that goes . . . Canadian Thanksgiving is next weekend. I may try to do one here . . . but it will not be the same. It never is. I miss my family.
For me it is the month of pumpkin. Pumpkin pie. Pumpkin bread. Pumpkin cake. Pumpkin soup . . . carving pumpkins . . .
The month of Halloween and ghosts and goblins . . . the smell of burning leaves and burnt pumpkins. A special crispness in the air. Harvest moons . . .
Like Anne . . . I am so glad that I live in a world where there are Octobers.
A thought to carry with you through today . . .
In my Autumn garden I was fain
To mourn among my scattered roses;
Alas for that last rosebud which uncloses
To Autumn's languid sun and rain
When all the world is on the wane!
Which has not felt the sweet constraint of June,
Nor heard the nightingale in tune.
~Christina Georgina Rossetti, An October Garden
In the English Kitchen today . . . Gingerbread Blondies. Be still my heart . . .
Have a beautiful Saturday. May it be truly blessed. Don't forget!
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And I do too!!