As an Australian kid, I grew up watching american Tv. I often saw images of streets strewn with golden leaves, kids spinning with their Dads amongst the falling amber foliage and the single last frond falling from a desolate tree. Yes I was curious about autumn, yes I felt I was missing out because were I come from, we don’t have it. It’s funny, I never thought that, that last leaf falling to the ground signalled winter, a three month period of bitter winds and a whole lot less time outside because winter was another season I didn’t know too much about as a kid either. I grew up in central Queensland, a latitude with an average temperate of 25 degree’s celsius. I swam in our pool through winter, owned only one coat and never turned a heater on until I was as least 14, it was delightful but I never once saw the autumn colours.
Well…. that was until I travelled to Victoria….