The air is crisp and dried leaves crunch underfoot; what was once lush and green is now crackled and dying. Wide swaths of red, orange and yellow coat the forest floor as you inhale the smoke that curls into the cool air. Welcome to the ides of fall.
This scent will bring you back to campfires and the crackling sap that seeps out of cedar logs. It's not overwhelmingly smoky, like taking a deep breath of your clothes that you sat by the fire with the night before.