The eighth month, how it lies! The eighth month, when the good summer is almost over and most of the living get joyful and get glad when they themselves see the leaves turn mostly red and the good harvest is over, the eighth month, how it lies!
And that is the month of October, which hides in the tenth month. I was born in the eighth month but not the eighth month of October nor the tenth. And December is ten and not twelve and November is nine and not eleven. And if we live and work daily with these little lies, how much of a lie is our faith of God the good and loving Creator?