"Delicious Autumn! My very soul is wedded to it, and if I were a bird I would fly about the earth seeking the successive Autumns." George Eliot "Once more the liberal years laughs out, O'er richer stores than gems and gold; once more with harvest song and shout, is natures boldest triumph told." John Greenleaf Whittier "Then summer fades and passes and October comes. We'll smell smoke then, and feel an unexpected sharpness, a thrill of nervousness, swift elation, a sense of sadness and…