The last month of the year

The nights are longer and the pumpkins are brighter in the sun, when it comes and goes through the days of clouds and rains.

From the Old Farmer's Almanac:

Hail, old October, bright and chill,

First freedman from the summer sun! Spice high the bowl, and drink your fill! Thank heaven, at last the summer's done! –Thomas Constable (1812–81)

And time to be making music again!

Blessings