falling slowly down

i woke up. it was cooler than usual, and my room carried the unmistakable smell of rain.
peculiar, i thought, i didn't hear it rain last night.
i rubbed the sleep from my eyes and opened my bedroom door. i felt a chill roll down my arms and to my toes. was i dreaming? why was it so cool out here? texas weather never feels so good this early in september. but i wasn't dreaming. the high was only in the 80's that day and as i stepped outside the air smelled of pumpkins, corn maizes and chunky knit sweaters. 
fall is finally on its way.
-gracie