I have borrowed this quote, because the writer expressed so well the way I feel about this too. It is from a now-defunct blog called "Appalachian Dream." Since it is no longer in existence, I don't think I'm too out of line for borrowing it:
"I'm one of those who is glad when Halloween passes. October is one of my favorite autumnal months, and I...well...I truly detest turning around in stores all month, and seeing big spiders and melting rubber faces, and hearing ghastly recorded moans. Being creative, I guess I hate destruction. Loving life, I hate death culture."
October is one of my favorite months as well, (the other being May) and I really resent it being interupted, and sometimes ruined by constant ads for horror movies, creepy decor everywhere, and the month-long emphasis on a hideous, pagan celebration that disturbs me. I don't see autumn as 'death,' but dormancy - with a promise of life to come again.
In Jan Karon's books, Father Tim would frequently ask his wife Cynthia for a list of things she loved or hated. She was always ready with an answer, and very definite about her likes and dislikes. In October, I love:
- Breezes that are cool, then nippy, then frosty by turns.
- The slowing down from the frantic pace of summer, to the cozy, stay-at-home with hand-work of winter.
- Settling back into the couch with a throw, a cup of something hot, a cat on my lap, and a good book.