Will Hand wrote:


I don't believe in angels David, but walking, especially in wild weather in
isolated spots, does do something for the soul!

Now you've got me going.
I came across this, almost appropriate,but maybe late October-

Autumn Day


Lord: it is time. The summer was immense.
Let thine shadows upon the sundials fall,
and unleash the winds upon the open fields.

Command the last fruits into fullness;
give them just two more ripe, southern days,
urge them into completion and press
the last bit of sweetness into the heavy wine.

He who has no house now, will no longer build.
He who is alone now, will stay alone,
will awake in the night, read, write long letters,
and will wander restlessly along the avenues,
back and forth, as the leaves begin to blow.

Rainer Maria Rilke
(tr. Cliff Crego)