Editor’s Letter
Dear Friends Savoring the first perfect day of October—air as crisp as an apple, foliage ablaze in fiery hues, and mellowing light casting a gentle glow over the landscape—I feel completely, blissfully alive. My energy is renewed, and the future shimmers with possibility. In our Victoria Classics Book Club selection, The Secret Garden, Frances Hodgson Burnett describes such times, when “one is quite sure one is going to live forever and ever and ever”: And one knows it sometimes when one stands by oneself in a wood at sunset and the mysterious deep gold stillness slanting through and under the branches seems to be saying slowly again and again something one cannot quite hear, however much one tries. Many of these lovely and unforgettable moments, as fleeting as they are precious, tend to…