I only realized this year (age 62) how October has NO FEELINGS associated with it – when actually it should be associated with GORGEOUS weather, a perfect time to be outside enjoying the last flowers, the last harvest, the last of certain bird species, and on and on, not to mention getting the gardens ready for winter. Instead, I’ve been staying indoors and missing it all – “forgetting” – until someone helped me realize this recently. Yeah! So yesterday, I spent an hour in the evening in the garden. Hope this helps others.