I've looked back on years of photographs and have noticed that I have the most pictures of the world surrounding (sky, plants...things) during the month of October.
It's because I love the way everything looks in October.
The sky and the colors look a certain way (warmer, maybe?)
It doesn't matter if it's 10am, 3pm, or 11pm...I love the way October looks.
October is the transitional month where the winds finally pick up a little, but do not blow as hard as they do from November on. It's like the first taste of change, and the last opportunity for the stillness to keep things the same.
There is a glow in October that doesn't exist in January, and a cool-warmth that doesn't touch July. It is the color that I love the most. I could make a Crayola box of crayons just dedicated to this month.
Yay for October.