Life itself, and even love, seems rather sordid after all, in spite of all our beliefs to the contrary. But to one who has fought hard against this tendency, what a boon is the first cold day, bringing with it as it does - energy and hope! Nothing will help along tottering ideals more than hopeful vigor and energy.
And with these comes romance. Winter was made for hard earnest working; spring was made for love-making; summer for play time; while autumn, was for romance. Romance not in the sense of love – that is left to Spring, but rather as it pertains to other things. Every little act, or thought, sight or incident sound, or natural phenomenon, has a significance, a new meaning, rendering it interesting and precious, as something to be remembered.
Charles Burchfield, September 9, 1913