(Note: Another Van Morrison song, “Brown Eyed Girl,” is at #119.)

After a day and two nights of wind, one would never know by looking at our yard that I had raked leaves over the weekend (though the scene is nothing compared to when we lived in “the City of Oaks” in North Carolina). Indeed, “all the leaves on the trees are falling to the sound of the breezes that blow” — to quote “Moondance,” a favorite Van Morrison song that brings together this month of October, dancing and dreams come true.

The album of the same name, according to one review, is “fixated on the power of nature, but rather than merely sitting in awe, it finds spirituality and redemption in the most basic of things.” Joanna and I try to do the same. Fall has always been our favorite time of year, and we’ve been blessed with a dandy Autumn this year. But then, since we met just over 33 years ago, there have been no bad ones.

Lyrics here, with video from a live performance at the Montreux Jazz Festival in July 1980 — the same month as Joanna’s and my first real date (or if you’d prefer a later version, with a dandy sax solo by Candy Dulfer, you can find that here).