“She ran into the early-October afternoon. The light came at a low slant through the oaks across the street, gold and green, and how she loved that light. There was no light in the world like you saw in New England in early fall.”

— Joe Hill (born 1972, in Hermon, Maine), American novelist and a son of famed Maine writer Stephen King

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"And there, next to me, as the east wind blows in early fall, a season open to great migrations, are those lives, threading the air and waters of the sea, that come out of an incomparable darkness, which is also my own."

— John Hay (1915-2011), in The Way to the Salt Marsh: A John Hay Reader. He was a celebrated nature writer who lived much of his life in Brewster, Mass. (on Cape Cod) and Bremen, Maine, which is on Muscongus Bay.