09/07/2026
when the leaves turn crunchy,
don’t despair,
its time for things with a mysterious air,
A crispy chill, it tickles your nose,
and freezes your toes,
so you wrap up in throws
and reach for that mug,
the biggest one you have,
filled with sweet, spicy warmth,
comfort comes at last
and you settle in for a show,
a spooky theme no doubt
as you lean back in your chair
a scent wafts about,
cinnamon, spicy, woodsy, hinoki
reminding you that this season is all about being cozy
-written just now by mossgirl (jenny) without any ai slop
Canadian made, small batch, and I get my beeswax from a farm 10 minutes away!