Not only do the temperatures plummet, but the skies turn that special Colorado October blue, morning mist drifts on the water, the trees more gorgeous than top models shimmy out of their glad rags. The geese have started their noisy migration. The squirrels are industrious, and the last bees take advantage of the sunny afternoons to glean the few flowers blooming. The fields are still, the harvest in. "Asters by the wayside make asters in the brook." There is snow on the mountains. Pants and shirt sleeves are longer. Dogs are barking and bounding, children shouting and running. Porches and balconies empty as we pack away our summer gear to be replaced with pumpkins and spooks.
Something there is about October that makes one want to SHOUT! Maybe that's why football fans cheer and wave their pompoms so wildly in October.