Rick Bessette offers October thoughts


And so…here we are once again, cleaning up the yard of those pesky leaves. Stashing the patio furniture away somewhere out of the weather. Looking for “the great pumpkin” for the front steps.

By now you’ve gone to the orchard for cider donuts and a bag of apples, and now you find yourself looking at the thermostat wondering just how long you can hold out before you give in to the fact that the cold is here to stay for the next five or six months, give or take.

Yup, that’s the way it’s always been and that’s the way it’s going to be so, time to get out the ski gear or dust off the snowshoes or maybe you’re into ice skating. Whatever. Have fun.

Apples, Leaves and Pumpkins

O those pesky leaves do fall
And pile themselves deep once more.
The north wind rakes them every year
Then throws them at my front door.

Now orchard trees shed their fruit
To be hand-picked one by one.
The scent of fresh squeezed cider
Lingers beneath an autumn sun.

The great pumpkin has arrived
With a scary lit up face.
Inviting those in search of treats
To a dark and spooky place.

Yes, apples, leaves and pumpkins,
It is now that time of year.
Jack Frost has left a message,
Winter’s grip is almost here.

Rick Bessette is Shelburne’s poet laureate.

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