Last Autumn, I went for a hike in a small park near my place. I took some pictures, enjoyed the afternoon exploring... I remember why I set out that afternoon. I thought it was going to be the last decent day of Fall, and so I meant to soak up the elements.
It wasn't the last nice day, but it was one of the last few...
With Winter waning and rainy, dreary days to come, I look back until Spring wakes up. Autumn always makes me think of the smell of dead leaves baking in the sun.
Smells: it's how I remember teas the way I do.