Ahhhh. Can you smell that? There is a very distinct smell that comes with autumn in my neck of the woods. Not the first few weeks of September, but late into the season, when the mornings are frosty and the days are noticeably short–right about now. I love the unique smell of piles and piles of fallen leaves, love it more when I can trample through the piles and release a burst of fall fragrance. I am grateful to be back in Virginia this autumn, for autumns in Japan and England just didn’t have quite the same aroma.
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