Sure, pumpkin spice everything is around these days.
Apples and cinnamon are in every grocery store aisle.
The neighborhood smells of woodsmoke instead of charcoal.
The chill in the air has brought about a whole new set of aromas.
Yesterday and today, however, were warm - not chilly.
So when I let the pup out this evening the yard smelled of a cross between warm dirt and beginning-to-decompose leaves.
It wasn't exactly what I was expecting, but having grown up raking leaves into piles and then jumping into them this seemed more natural than all the other scents.
Possibly not as marketable, but that might be why it made me so happy to smell it.
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