October is here.
The very word itself looks like October.
With that big round O.
Just like a big round pumpkin.
October wouldn’t be October without Halloween.
And Halloween wouldn’t be Halloween without costumes.
Hinckley’s has all sorts of things for the occasion.
October also means opals.
That is, if you’re October born.
Opal being the official birthstone.
Marigold the official flower.
In the U.K. topaz is the birthstone.
Not sure why.
But it should be topaz here.
You can get our local precious gem at Underwood’s Antiques.
Or Gems of the Hill Country.
Or Benjie’s (maybe…).
Or Country Collectibles.
Not sure about opals.
As for marigolds…
Maybe they have some at Mason Garden Market.
Or The Green House.
Or maybe you can get a bouquet from Striegler’s Flowers.
Or The Petal Patch.
Or maybe not.
October is a month that feels good.
Not too hot.
Not too cold.
Not too dry.
October marks the turning of the leaf.
The dropping of the acorns.
The falling of the fruit.
October smells good, too.
Wet leaves decaying.
The month for long walks.
Writing long letters.
For naps and a good book.
The month for peace.
Renee Walker is a poet, writer, and real estate broker on the Square.