Pipes are rattling, radiators hissing steam—it’s officially fall.
Leaves transmute like chameleons.
Pumpkins with faces, ghosts and witches populate front porches.
The smell of wood burning, morning frost on cars.
The cats lounge in furry heaps,
night falls faster.
Costumed children will knock on strangers’ doors for a trick or treat,
Something daring in that.