I Smelled Autumn Today

I smelled Autumn today, on the leaves that swiftly blew away. On this partly-cloudy sunny day. On this blooming wild flower day. On the rain-moist dirt roads, on cloud-reflecting puddles. On the ripening crop fields and the plump summer fed deer. On the snakes coiled and quiet on the sun-warmed road. On the storms rolling in. On this chill feeling wind. On the shushing trees full of leaf-touched winds, carrying the honking sound of flying geese and the throaty wild turkey clucks. On the purple alfalfa. On the sun, muted yellow. On the whitetail buck with his snorts and his bellow. On the smells of sweet berries, wild apples and warm horses. On the air whirling and blowing, from dark tree-lined footpaths, through golden sun-warmed wild grasses, along moist and wooded river banks and dancing along forest deer-trail passes. On the fragrant breeze that gently tousles my hair. I smell Autumn everywhere. It makes me smile.