November 2025

“The house was very quiet, and the fog—we are in November now—pressed against the windows like an excluded ghost.” — E.M. Forster

September 2025

“The summer ended. Day by day, and taking its time, the summer ended.” — James Baldwin

“August rain: the best of the summer gone, and the new fall not yet born. The odd uneven time.” – Sylvia Plath

“There is always in February some one day, at least, when one smells the yet distant, but surely coming, summer.” — Gertrude Jekyll