Nothing funny about feldspar

You can tell it’s Autumn around here by the increased frequency of “butter” appearing on the grocery list.

By the re-appearance of dirty socks on the floor.

By the stacks of books next to the chair. Oh wait, that’s year-round.

By the unfoldedness of the various afghans and throws on chairs and couches.

By the smell of cinnamon.

What are your signs of autumn?