Tea for Two: Autumn (a Tweetspeak prompt)

The first fall drizzle blew into Fayetteville this weekend, and though it wasn’t yet cold enough to kindle the fireplaces, someone in the neighborhood tried. The smoke came wafting down the road and through my open window. There is a gathering up in Autumn, and not of leaves. I smell it in the fires and allspice, in the way people begin practicing the hunker down of winter.

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