Sydney moves to autumn without drumroll - surprising for this drama queen of a city | Paul Daley
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I’m celebrating a change of season whose signs I’ve come to long for and celebrate
Born on the second day of autumn, it’s little wonder I’ve always felt most at home in cities where that season celebrates itself with dramatic shifts of hue and climate.
Melbourne. Canberra. London. And Canberra again, where the Limestone Plains – and the hundreds of thousands of European trees imposed upon them – segue from verdant to every glorious variation of russet and gold, as the air sharpens under an ever more vivid, clear cobalt sky.