A beautiful beige pottery mug was sitting on a table awaiting it Cider was heating on the stove Steam rising from the pan spreading the scent
A cinnamon stick sat next to the mug It would add the extra touch Hints of apple cider
It was that time of year again Apple cider time Time for the smells and scents of fall Apples Cider Stews and soups Freshly baked bread Pies Hot chocolate
The mug was impatiently waiting to be filled The cider was almost ready Once done it would be gently poured into the mug
A cinnamon stick would be placed inside the mug with the cider The smell was intoxicating and inviting Hints of apple cider
It was a special treat to close ones eyes and smell it It almost had a calming effect
It was almost to good to drink
Once ready, the man picked up the mug full of cider Perfectly prepared He walked over to his favorite chair A rocking chair
He sat down by the fireplace A fire was burning The wood was crackling as it burned
He gently sipped the cider Closing his eyes Savoring every drink Hints of apple cider
As he drank the cider He watched the fire The radio softly played music in the background
Outside the wind was blowing Leaves were flying through the air Landing in different places Light snow had begun to fall
It was going to be a perfect fall night Hints of apple cider
Once done with the cider the man returned his mug to the kitchen and cleaned the dishes
He then went to the bedroom to get ready for bed
He changed his clothes Put on his pajamas and folded down the bed
The man could still smell hints of apple cider in the house
His black and white cat jumped onto the bed to get ready to sleep
The man climbed into bed and picked up the newspaper
He started to read when sleep overcame him
He set the newspaper down along with his spectacles and settled in for a long sleep
At the other end of the bed his cat was curled up fast asleep purring
The fire was slowly burning in the fireplace
As they both slept another night rolled in bringing peace and quiet