Autumn

Overnight it went from summer to fall in my town. The change lies in the under-feeling of the air, regardless of what the temperature is. Seventy-five degrees two weeks ago would still have been shorts weather, but it is not now. Perhaps this is because it gets so cool at night. Whatever the cause, the leaves are turning yellow and rustling across the pavement when the wind blows. Soup sounds appetizing and the apples are delicious. Cinnamon smells bring nostalgic contentment again. I just want to wrap up in a big warm blanket and watch the clouds roll by.