George Eliot wrote, “Is not this a true autumn day? Just the still melancholy that I love — that makes life and nature harmonise. The birds are consulting about their migrations, the trees are putting on the hectic or the pallid hues of decay, and begin to strew the ground, that one’s very footsteps may not disturb the repose of earth and air, while they give us a scent that is a perfect anodyne to the restless spirit. Delicious autumn!” After a possible shower early Sunday morning, restless spirits migrating outdoors can take advantage of the day’s sunshine and tempestuous wind.
— Gary Lessor
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