The Smell of Autumn is in the Air

More accurately, the smell of autumn is in my heating ducts.

We have forced hot-air heat, which means this place is dry and dusty (an asthmatic’s purgatory) all winter.

A little while ago I turned on the heat, just to make sure everything would fire up when we really need it. I heard the furnace kick on and then the blower got started.

Middle Sister looked up from what she was doing and sniffed the air.

“The heat’s on,” I explained.

“I know,” she said. “I love that smell.”

You love the smell of burning dust?

I think it’s time to open a window or two.

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