The gardens cradled their heavy pumpkins, the air carried the sweet, smoky warmth of the bonfire, and her feline companions mischievously chased the amber leaves.
Faint ghosts of roses were drying down by the windows, alongside the autumnal blooms now reigning in their golden hour.
Her home became a cosy haven once more, aglow with flickering candlelight and the heavenly scent of baked apples and cinnamon.
October arrived with a myriad of sensations — copper, calm, and eternal.
