A carpet of leaves lay upon brown earth;
twitching, rolling in the gusts.
Wooden smells eminating from stone chimneys;
rising up, then invisible to the eyes.
Fragrancing the air.
A feast of tasty morsels bubbling, baking;
being readied to satisfy hungry stomachs.
Majestic oaks blazoned in fiery red, burnt orange, and brown;
swaying as one with the wind.
Early mornings, early nights;
sun and moon conjoining to stare upon us from the heavens.
Witnessing our feebleness.
Woodland animals scurry about;
stockpiling small dwellings.
Preparing for the coming frost.
A bitter chill hangs in the air;
enveloping all things.
Entwined with nature.