October is the fallen leaf, but it is also a wider horizon more clearly seen. It is the distant hills once more in sight, and the enduring constellations above them once again.

Time after time ... today's crisis shrinks to next week's footnote to a newly headline disaster.

A snowdrift is a beautiful thing - if it doesn't lie across the path you have to shovel or block the road that leads to your destination.

If you would know strength and patience, welcome the company of trees.

Knowing trees, I understand the meaning of patience. Knowing grass, I can appreciate persistence.

The earth turns, and the seasons, and for all his pride and power man cannot temper the winds or change their course. They are the unseen tides that shape our days and our years.

Summer ends, and Autumn comes, and he who would have it otherwise would have high tide always and a full moon every night.