October's Bright Blue Weather.

O suns and skies and clouds of June,

And flowers of June together,

Ye cannot rival for one hour

October's bright blue weather.

When on the ground red apples lie

In piles like jewels shining,

And redder still on old stone walls

Are leaves of woodbine twining.

When comrades seek sweet country haunts,

By twos and two together,

And count, like misers, hour by hour

October's bright blue weather.

O suns and skies and flowers of June,

Count all your boasts together,

Love loveth best of all the year

October's bright blue weather.

~ Helen Hunt Jackson

( These are the four of eight stanzas that we always memorize. The pic above is from the forest near the ghost town at the foot of Red Mountain in the San Juans)