May and October, the best-smelling months? I'll make a case for December: evergreen, frost, wood smoke, cinnamon

"As November deepens, the cold sets in, the days grow darker, and the once lively autumn fades into the quietude of winter's approach."

"Listen! The wind is rising, and the air is wild with leaves, we have had our summer evenings, now for October eves."

"There is a time in late September when the leaves are still green, and the days are still warm, but somehow you know that it is all about to end."

August is that last flicker of fun and heat before everything fades and dies

July is hot afternoons and sultry nights and mornings when its joy just to be alive

June is the gateway to summer.

May, queen of blossoms, And fulfilling flowers

April, Earth's Awakening

The stormy March has come at last

February is the border between winter and spring