The smell of snow

It is something I noticed. I always find it strange when it happens, like clockwork almost: comes November, the temperature takes a dramatic drop, as if on cue, and we feel like autumn is on its last leg and mutating into winter. Neither September nor October are like this, they are never, or at least rarely, that predictable. And sicne the beginning of the month, there is even the smell of snow. Sadly there won't be any snow, or at least there is no forecast of snow. In this country, it rarely snows in any case. But all the same, the smell is here and it is one aspect of November which I really love.