I open a window and there's the familiar and fragrant smell of distant smoke wafting in with the cool air.
I hear a rustle of leaves,
comforting as the dark and chill seep through to my bones.
I pull my sweater tighter around my shoulders.
This evening is peaceful,
yet stirs the blood.
the seasons have changed
---and immense pleasure.
A time of darkening nights
time for gathering warmth and loved ones close.
There are no greater pleasures than these.