Then summer fades and passes, and October comes. Will smell smoke then, and feel an unsuspected sharpness, a thrill of nervous, swift elation, a sense of sadness and departure. ~Thomas Wolfe (1900–1938), You Can’t Go Home Again
It is difficult to feel any sadness about a fading summer, when one is savoring the flavor of a sweet, juicy satsuma just pulled from the tree. Learn more about these autumn treats at the following site.