The color of the light in October is amber, more so as the evening draws on and the sun hangs low in the late afternoon sky. Gold washes everything. Gold glows in the leaves that remain on the trees. It brightens the skin of all who walk in the Autumn sunlight.
I went out today with my camera, though the sun was playing peek-a-boo, coming and going, first hiding behind clouds, then magically reappearing in a bright blue sky.
Usually the dominant colors of Autumn are scarlet and russet, but this year the season has been all about gold. Oak leaves, instead of changing to bronze or dark brown, have changed to bright yellow gold. Even maple trees are more gold than red.
–Nothing Gold Can Stay Robert Frost Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leafs a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay. –
I can never live through October in New England without hearing those lines in my head. I first heard them in college, more than 50 years ago and they stuck there. When I lived far away in a place where leaves do not change, I yearned for gold, for the amber light.
Now, each year I wait for it, plan for it, pray this year we’ll have a long Indian summer. I know the gold will fade into winter, but for these few brief weeks, my world is gold.